Sunday, April 30, 2017

blessing

 



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We offer gratitude to and for all friends
Who create, remake and refine one another;
Who point to stars and keep us from the dark;
Who help us hear the music in the silent places ...
Who hold us and will not let us go.

–Marge Ackley


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question




 
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We are all bound together in a tapestry that like the sea gives the impression of movement towards something but is actually just a maternal body of material...

The flowers buzz when the vibration of the bees stimulates their pistons and their molecules swell and their petals hum like cellos. Rocks are alive, the firstborn of the natural world, somber without will.

There is no freedom from this universe we were born into, because it is our vague source of sensation, our soul, the container of our guilt.

Skins liquefy in heat. And when a bald baby swallow dies on your palm, you feel warmth pouring over your skin, a kind of burning fountain that scalds you like pepper spray.

Do you think this is a sign of the spirit ripping its energy into you to carry to the other side? I do. There are no actual objects over there, no materials but unformed steaming clouds, colors that harmonize musically, no gravity exists but elasticity composed of invisible images.


–Fanny Howe
from 'The Child's Child'
The Needle's Eye: Passing through Youth




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beauty
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O sweet spontaneous earth





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O sweet spontaneous
earth how often have
the
doting
    fingers of
prurient philosophers pinched
and
poked

thee
, has the naughty thumb
of science prodded
thy

    beauty    , how
often have religions taken
thee upon their scraggy knees
squeezing and

buffeting thee that thou mightest conceive
gods
    (but
true

to the incomparable
couch of death thy
rhythmic
lover

    thou answerest

them only with

        spring)


       –E. E. Cummings



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invitation






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Spring paints the countryside.
Cypress trees grow even more beautiful,
but let's stay inside.

Lock the door.
Come to me naked.
No one's here.


–Rumi


ok





and ...






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And love
Says,

"I will, I will take care of you,"

To everything that is
Near.


–Hafiz
The Gift
Daniel Ladinsky version




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