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

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

We Were Born Singing

The minute we arrive
we are born singing (Mark Nepo)

You thought that was a cry

and it was

a cry from the heart
about fear
and hunger
and yes
that need to breathe
and become part of life

to give voice to what is
keeps us breathing

to voice our hope
our fear
our love
to learn to give voice
to the cries of our heart
to learn to have a voice

when we praise God
we sing
when we weep
we sing
when we share our pain and give voice
to the emptiness within
we sing

and having giving our song
a way out
we have also created a way in
for the song of the universe
the songs of others
the song of God
so sing
give voice to anything
just sing

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