This is a poem about the power of yearning to manifest.

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Rilke: To yearn
For what is absent
Draws it toward us

While I have gone within
Much of the world
Has gone away

When I was little
When I was lonely
I just trusted

Now that I am older
Yearning is my way
To let the things

I love that go know
That I miss them
When they are away

Perhaps you too have
Learned that things unmissed
Might just keep going

Now that I do not
Trust so much but yearn
Have learned

Some things cannot return
But sometimes it
Amazes me what can

Authors Website: https://garylindorff.wordpress.com

Authors Bio:

Gary Lindorff is a poet, writer, blogger and author of five nonfiction books, three collections of poetry, "Children to the Mountain", "The Last recurrent Dream" (Two Plum Press), "Conversations with Poetry (coauthored with Tom Cowan), and a memoir, "Finding Myself in Time: Facing the Music". Lindorff calls himself an activist poet, channeling his activism through poetic voice. He also writes with other voices in other poetic styles: ecstatic, experimental and performance and a new genre, sand-blasted poems where he randomly picks sentence fragments from books drawn from his library, lists them, divides them into stanzas and looks for patterns. Sand-blasted poems are meant to be performed aloud with musical accompaniment.


He is a practicing dream worker(with a strong, Jungian background) and a shamanic practitioner. His shamanic work is continually deepening his partnership with the land. This work can assume many forms, solo and communal, among them: prayer, vision questing, ritual sweating, and sharing stories by the fire. He is a born-pacifist and attempts to walk the path of non-violence believing that no war is necessary or inevitable.