Today we have a lovely poem by our friend Hannah. It concerns itself with the renunciation of limitation. May it soar.
The Word dances
Spoken in limitless light
the Word
he dances
down
to twirl us
through darkness
to leap with us
into and through fear
(of the light
of the unknown
of our own capacities)
joining hands
with the low and lonely,
delighting in surprise.
Renouncing limitation
the Word
born in the cold
speaks:
inviting us all to forget ourselves –
and join the general dance.
By Hannah Caroe 2025
