4/09/2015

Take Refuge Here



Take refuge in this moment. One lightning bolt of wonder through the heart of a child incinerates ten thousand books of philosophy. All the speeches of politicians burn to tasteless ash in the diamond eye of a lover. A wild hyacinth springs from the manure pile, fragrant as the breath of an angel. There is no war in this meadow. Gods yearn to be born on earth for one cool April morning.

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