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

Saturday, December 26, 2015

Everything Matters

“If I'm confused, or upset, or angry, if I can go out and look at the stars I'll almost always get back a sense of proportion. It's not that they make me feel insignificant; it's the very opposite; they make me feel that everything matters, be it ever so small, and that there's meaning to life even when it seems most meaningless.”
― Madeleine L'Engle, A Ring of Endless Light

everything matters

we make the mistake sometimes
of thinking nothing matters
or that we don’t matter

that our lives and actions
don’t count,

at least not for much,
in the huge movements of history

but we count
we all do
and so do our actions

who knows what that smile meant?
that moment when you really listened
that time of silent, compassionate presence
that word of encouragement

sometimes the world pivots
on the sparkle of the sunshine on snow
the nudge of a kitten’s nose
the touch of a hand
the hug of a sister


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