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

Saturday, December 8, 2012

God can erupt anywhere

Fresh fallen snow
covers what once was mud
and now
is frozen
if latticed earth

the mountains
barely visible in the midst
are ghostly white
with hints of darkness
where the evergreens poke through a mantle of snow

Christmas lights shine through
softly drifting snowflakes

two small deer tiptoe across the yard
to see what succulent shrub
the can nibble on this morning

the horses nicker
for their morning hay

Inside a fire flickers in the fireplace
as Tess
the cat
rolls lazily on her back in front of it
I feel a bit like Jacob
who woke from a pillow of stone
in a very common place
while God's breath was still stirring the air
said in surprise,
"Surely God was in this place, and I did not know it!"
We must see the whole world as an altar,
and recognize
That God can erupt anywhere!

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