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, April 2, 2016


" Be grateful for your life, every detail of it,
and your face will come to shine .... like a sun,
and everyone sees it will be made glad and peaceful.

Persist in gratitude, and you will slowly become one
with the Sun of Love .... love will shine through you ....
its all healing joy. "
                                                                        - RUMI

the sun rises
setting the woods aflame

the mountains rise
white with snow
into a brilliant and unrelenting blue

the warm smell of pine
is carried by a gentle wind
a harbinger of coming spring

the cat (and chickens) follow me around the yard
and the horses
lean over the fence, expectant

there are so many things that can sour our souls
illness and pain
hate and fear

but there is indeed an antidote


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