When I was the stream, when I was the forest, when I was still the field, when I was every hoof, foot, fin and wing, when I was the sky itself, no one ever asked me did I have a purpose, no one ever wondered was there anything I might need, for there was […]
As the Holy Flows Free
When the Holy Thaws And god is always there, if you feel wounded. He kneels over this earth like a divine medic, and His love thaws the holy in us –St. Teresa of Avila (Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West translated by Daniel Ladinsky, p. 291) These are […]
Radiant Fire
Paper would turn to flame if I touched it in an ecstatic mood. And ink dries if it comes a hundred feet within the radiance of one who will not let God leave their arms. –Kabir (Love Poems from God: Twelve Sacred Voices from the East and West translated by Daniel Ladinsky, p. 209) This […]