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LIGHT MIRACLES by Mary L. Westcott

I’m seeking a way to live life as a better person, and insights into what lessons I need to learn…

I have studied A Course in Miracles, which teaches the viewpoint is that this life now is all a dream and that the only reality is when we leave our mortal bodies. I’m also a member of Unity Church and a seeker, and have explored many traditions, and many nontraditional religions such as Science of Mind and Spiritualism. Unity has a strong belief that we create our own reality and that positivity is rewarded with prosperity in mind, body and spirit.

As this poem reflects some of these spiritual explorations of mine it turned into a kind of mystical poem. It’s also a poem about writing: perhaps writing as a method of spiritual cleansing.

Light Miracles
by Mary L. Westcott

The light of miracles shines bright
in the night sky, a flock of stars
move in and out of gray-black clouds
and the earth is fresh from new rain,
washed in the baths of forgiveness.
We live another day to dream in the dream,
to wait for something we don’t know,
to let the shoe drop on the mystery of life,
so many versions, choose one and cling
to it, raising up to full height
to see the waves against the pale horizon,
the leggy butterfly bush without a caterpillar,
the damp monarchs ruing the season
of thunderstorms.

A light went on when the sun rose
and a wise God whispered to me
in dreams. The day was the same
but not, it dove into the endless sea
of possibility and produced lightning—
like insights to change my life one
strike at a time, those beside me pushing
the pen along the page calling out: write,
write, write the soul, the bones, the heart
write the aches, the dying wishes,
the sweet stories of success and joy,
write the way to make life better,
to absorb negative energy into
a tiny white shell to be crushed under
the crashing waves.

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Photography by Matt Aden


Mary L. Westcott has been writing poetry for more than 25 years. She received an MA in Writing from Johns Hopkins University in 2010.In addition, she holds a doctorate from the University of Maryland in Sociology.  She has been published in more than 55 literary journals. She has published 6 books of poetry, including the latest from Balboa Press, called Fluttering on Earth, a poetic memoir with a spiritual message. Click here to see her books. Mary draws inspiration from nature and has begun writing more spiritual poetry in the last few years.. She retired from the National Institutes of Health, and lives in Central Florida with her two rescue cats, Rocky Rio and Didi. You may find out more about Mary on her website here or connect with her on Facebook here. 




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