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

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Original Fear

Original fear

so I step
onto the thin ice of acceptance

gently, slow
waiting breathlessly for a sound
a brittle snapping
as beneath my feet

that upon which I stand
cracks running wildly
like spiderwebs gone mad
dancing gleefully

and leaving me with no place

almost silently
tipping sliding
into the cold

rejected, alone
plunging into the icy cold
with no hand to reach out
and with with warm touch

and so deeper I go
alone with myself

original fear

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