35 lines
702 B
Markdown
35 lines
702 B
Markdown
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date: 2019-08-22
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weight: 40
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How can I capture that essence of stillness? How can I become nothing?
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> Not reaching. Not trying.
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How can I read the ecstasy of signs? How can I feel those black birds bursting free of my hunched shoulders?
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> Step beside yourself. Take your own hand.
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How can I feel the cord that ties me to the center of the earth? How can I see where it leads? How can I walk the spiral?
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> Reach down, bury your fingers in rich earth, take root.
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The cant of ritual.
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> The scent of incense.
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The rhythm of chant.
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> The ripple of water.
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Call and response.
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> The flicker of a candle.
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Voices echoing voices echoing voices echoing...
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> Clay between fingertips.
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And then?
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