Through this place of love move (with brightness of peace) all places. –E. E. Cummings
And if the Wine you drink, the Lip you press, End in the Nothing all Things end in - Yes
Monday, December 5, 2016
life is like music
Life is like
music for its own sake. We are living in an eternal now, and when we
listen to music we are not listening to the past, we are not listening
to the future, we are listening to an expanded present.