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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



Thursday, November 6, 2014

Haiku Thursday

when fear dwells deeply
The Sacred wind brightly blows
embers of hope glow

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