[.....]
I want to be a student of the subtle.
Of the soft whispers and sweet hymns
that ride the ocean breeze and the hawk's wing.
A slight pivot towards quietude and the small things.
There are tender spaces
between emptiness and longing
where we just might hear the songs that pass
from ancestral throats to receptive ears.
Of the soft whispers and sweet hymns
that ride the ocean breeze and the hawk's wing.
A slight pivot towards quietude and the small things.
There are tender spaces
between emptiness and longing
where we just might hear the songs that pass
from ancestral throats to receptive ears.
You contain multitudes - contradictions and stardust
and sacred instruction.
and sacred instruction.
Leave your unanswered questions
on the kitchen counter
let them ripen a bit...
until their quiet mysteries penetrate you...
on the kitchen counter
let them ripen a bit...
until their quiet mysteries penetrate you...
[.....]
Gina Puorro
Excerpt from: "nothing matters, everything matters"
Dec. 5, 2020
Excerpt from: "nothing matters, everything matters"
Dec. 5, 2020
with thanks to No Mind's Land
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Photo - Mystic Meandering
Full Moon 1-28-21
Full Moon 1-28-21
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