the Day I had lived and died for –
the Day that is not in any calendar –
clouds heavy with love
showered me with wild abundance.
Inside me, my soul was drenched.
Around me, even the desert grew green.
~ Kabir
http://echoesfromemptiness.com/about/the-free-fall/
I read those words almost thirty years ago in the book called Autobiography of a Yogi
. http://theawakeneddreamer.com/2011/11/17/hello-world/
But many brain files were trashed –
...she is only aware of this when habit reaches for them and finds them gone;
a giddy moment flashes, vanishes.
http://echoesfromemptiness.com/about/the-free-fall/
until IT is forgotten
http://echoesfromemptiness.com/2015/04/23/it/
http://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-and-more/it-simply-is-sunriseafternoon-april-21-2015