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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



Sunday, March 31, 2013

light dawns slowly

darkness rules
the night
robbing us of sight

blindly
we stumble through the darkness
searching
but not finding

groping 
with clumsy hands
and bewildered minds
for 
something
that will help us make sense of it all

dawn comes slowly
gray on black
then
slowly
color 
breaking forth over the
dark mountains
pale at first
then with ever more power
hues
of pink
and gold
bursting into the sky
turning blue
until
finally full rays
of brilliant light streak through the trees
bringing to life
the sleeping earth

so too 
faith

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