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

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Those Eyes

“What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to me more than all the print I have read in my life.”
― Walt Whitman

those eyes haunt me
those empty pools of pain
and grief
confused and searching

after 60 years of marriage
60 winters
60 springs

after so much joy
and so much agony

children born
and a child killed

his wife is gone
and he is speechless

except for those eyes
which scream loss
but also

a love
that is stronger

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