Wake up, you poets:
let echoes end,
and voices begin.
~ Antonio Machado
out of this singing silence
that lives the wondrous now,
that animates the ten thousand versions of this
and is never elsewhere than right here
a new, yet wholly familiar
it is not a person
not a being or an entity or an individual
yet all of these and all else as well
its quality is oceanic spaciousness:
this unborn I
– miriam louisa
Photo: Alan Larus
the new spiritual art of the world
powerful wake up call, 😉
mmmm … for me too … thank you for stopping by, and leaving your response!
Thanks for the utterly perfect birthday message.
*Happy Birthday* dear Leslie!
love and 🙂