I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.
~ Hermann Hesse
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- So I Said I am Ezra by A.R.Ammons
- Light Will someday split you Open
- Go above your nerve
- the fierceness to get softer
- a life-affirming economy
- true freedom:
- I am free
- weirdmasté
- if bitterness arises, give it a gum drop
- Ah! honey in the heart
- respect: to actually listen
- love isn't a perfect state of caring
- The Blue by Billy Collins
- borrow the beloved's eyes
- You're so beautiful it is starting to rain
- We aint got money, honey, but we got rain: Charles...
- if it ever bloody rains
- the language of rain
- my blood whispers to me
- a living, breathing, screaming invitation
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