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, January 31, 2014

love is

Resist your temptation to lie
By speaking of separation from God,

We might have to medicate

In the ocean
A lot goes on beneath your eyes.

They have clinics there too
For the insane
Who persist in saying things like:

"I am independent from the Sea,

God is not always around

Pressing against
My body."

Here I  sit
Early morning
Very early morning

And God is here
Gently pressing

In the licks of my cat
In the kneading

In the notes from friends
Love is
Accounted for

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