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

Sunday, March 12, 2017

home again

Walking where the ground once knew my feet
places once so familiar now gone
faces too

yet in the air there lingers
the presence of those
long gone
soon gone

those who loved
and taught
and encouraged

sending me off
like a dime store balloon
to soar into a future
now past

and in the cold air
a mile high

I hug the memories
and the love

home again

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