jesus))) i feel it in the pit of my belly. i know this feeling and you have either captured it here (is it possible to capture it?) or reproduced it or called it into a new existence. i look around as though to find the origin of the sound, for surely it is a call i hear, the call without words, but the call. (you understand? i know you understand.)
and even though i have not found the door or the way sure and through the veil, i stop for a moment and pay gratitude for moments like this which you bring here, which you remind us exist if we listen hard enough or look hard enough or feel hard enough or thin our minds far enough so that we might receive them. gratitude))) gratitude and awe)))
i want to walk into this grove. i want to walkINTO this grove!
for me this is the time when i have no questions or fears,when all is perfect equal to me,when i have no target or illusions;when i feel the masterpiece pulsing in the thin air. thank you for such beauty,for all. cerasela
jesus))) i feel it in the pit of my belly. i know this feeling and you have either captured it here (is it possible to capture it?) or reproduced it or called it into a new existence. i look around as though to find the origin of the sound, for surely it is a call i hear, the call without words, but the call. (you understand? i know you understand.)
ReplyDeleteand even though i have not found the door or the way sure and through the veil, i stop for a moment and pay gratitude for moments like this which you bring here, which you remind us exist if we listen hard enough or look hard enough or feel hard enough or thin our minds far enough so that we might receive them. gratitude))) gratitude and awe)))
i want to walk into this grove. i want to walk INTO this grove!
xo
erin
is this world real? this world suffused with grace, with indescribable light? or maybe one should ask: is any other world than this real?
ReplyDeleteWhen we try is when we fail.
ReplyDeletefor me this is the time when i have no questions or fears,when all is perfect equal to me,when i have no target or illusions;when i feel the masterpiece pulsing in the thin air.
ReplyDeletethank you for such beauty,for all.
cerasela