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

Friday, August 3, 2018

the bottom of the cup

“He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.”
                                                            P.G. Wodehouse

What do we carry in our souls
Hate, greed?

We are burdened souls
Weighted down
Lifted up

And whatever is in there
Deep in our souls
At the central place
Where we are who we are….

Is etched in our face
Revealed in our bodies

There is a reason I look the way I do (tired and overwhelmed)
There is a reason Trump looks the way he looks
And you look the way you look

Whatever is happening
Oozes out through our eyes
Our mouth
Our chin

So look at that person in the mirror
What does your face reveal about you

The truth is out there

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