....and yet the Vision Unfolds in the Quiet WombHeart
THE PRIMORDIAL CORE OF ALL
4:19 AM - 5/30/15
Who is drunk or sober,
Who is right and who is wrong,
Who is closer to god, and who is farther away,
All that is over.
This caravan is led instead by a great delight,
The simple joy that sits with us now.
That is the grace.
Be crumbled, so wild flowers will come up where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different -