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

Friday, March 22, 2013

White as snow

dawn comes
after the darkness
the light
revealing a world
white and clean
pure beauty

as if the mud
and mess of early spring
never existed

God comes
covering me with grace
making me
whiter than snow

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