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, October 28, 2015

Heart Songs

What we feel matters much more than what we know. –
                                                                        George Moore

There is something precious about a feeling
There is also something dangerous

A feeling comes from the heart
dredged up from a deep place in the soul
wild and unbidden



tragic or ecstatic

driving us into action
for good or ill

it often matters little what we know
logic often has little to do with it

sometimes we wish
our heart songs
would simply fade away
into the dull anonymity of our thoughts

but the song goes on
piercing us with
pain or

and making us

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