i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings: and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any–lifted from the no
of all nothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
Your life is your life, don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
to fashion universes out of emptiness
What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath—the most sacred of times?
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
What a kindness she showers upon me, not letting me skip any steps, or leave not even one stone unturned.
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
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