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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, February 8, 2015

The Force (be with you)

The force that drives the water through rocks
Drives my red blood.
— Dylan Thomas
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skunks smells
shattered trees
a sky that blazes
a fire out of control

nature asserts itself
and the Sacred
makes my heart dance
and my soul sing

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