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Primitive religion is not believed, it is danced!

Arthur Darby Nock

Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
And only he who sees takes off his shoes;
The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning



Tuesday, March 14, 2017

What happened

What happened so long ago
that drove you down into
the dark recesses of your soul

hiding

from God
and perhaps himself?

ah lurking child
sneaking peeks
through the crack in the door
that opens into
that lonely place

where your true self looks

what will it take to finally
draw you forth
into the light

where damaged beauty can be revealed
and you can take
those first halting steps?

free at last
to run
or stumble
to dance
or fall

perhaps it will never
be

yet the sacred calls
hoping that you hear
your
name


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