To the sky, the eyes and lives of beings, the secret dreaming underneath. To the yawning abyss, to the river’s root, to the mountain’s tenderest mote. To the rain, the stars, the moon, the lightning. To the sun. The earth itself. There, find true and eager nourishment.

Nov 12, 2012

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