Moon setting in front forest...
"A Poet... has no Identity--
he is continually.. filling some other Body--
the Sun, the Moon, the Sea and Men and Women."
~ John Keats
Dawn this morning is fog and fire. Mist in the valley and orange red bursts along the ridge.
This morning's prayers, all rock & roll. Very spiritual experience. Full up. Singing and dancing with my random shuffle. Meeting the sun, heart wide open. Cresting song: Dave Matthews Band, ♪♫ ♪♫ #41 ♪♫ ♪♫ , Accident? I think not.
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