A great flower darkens the sky
dusky petals mile-long veins
One word; it shatters
The light goes everywhere.
I forget, again and again, how good the truth tastes.
A personal, practical search for what was never lost: the sanctity of each moment; the profound presence of the physical body; the kindliness of the human heart; the interreflections of psyche and nature.
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