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Earth's crammed with heaven,
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The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.

Elizabeth Browning



Saturday, November 5, 2016

I am larger

I am larger, better than I thought,
I did not know I held so much goodness.
              Walt Whitman, “Song of the Open Road”
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Funny
How when my soul is empty

When I am out of touch with Sacred Presence
And out of touch with my self

I shrink
Collapsing in upon myself

But when I am full
Of Sacred love

Crammed with God
I am opened up expanded

And all the universe
Can come into
My
Soul

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