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I call her
"Our Lady of the Natural and Unnatural World."
She is omnipresent,
She is in the song of the birds,
the preternatural stillness before the tornado,
the glow on the margin of the horizon
as the sun rises or sets with the turn of the earth.
She is in every molecule of our bodies,
in every grain of our spirits.
We are breathing air that she once
inhaled and exhaled in her mortal state.
She dreams clouds,
showers in the rain.
Her heart bursts, leaking joy,
when we laugh.
So laugh long and often.
Our Lady has known enough sadness.
you breathe miracles
into being, Mary mine
unloose the sacred