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
Saturday, December 17, 2016
never less than one, or more
The body is a single creature, whole, its life is one, never less than one, or more, so is its world, and so are two bodies in their love for one another one. In ignorance of this we talk ourselves to death.