Mercy, there have been revelations.
Grace, there has been realization. Still you must
travel the path of time and circumstance.
Grace, there has been realization. Still you must
travel the path of time and circumstance.
The further you go, the more it comes back to paying attention.
The rough skin of the tallowwood, the trade routes of lorikeets,
a sky lifting behind the afternoon clouds. Staying close to the
texture of things.
The rough skin of the tallowwood, the trade routes of lorikeets,
a sky lifting behind the afternoon clouds. Staying close to the
texture of things.
People can go before you and talk all they want,
but only one thing makes sense:
the way the world enters and finds its voice in you:
the place you are free.
but only one thing makes sense:
the way the world enters and finds its voice in you:
the place you are free.
Andrew Colliver
with thanks to Being Silently Drawn
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