Sunday, November 21, 2010

Filling Some Other Body

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
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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