Just a picture for you.
If this flower can bloom
after months sitting still
in its vase of stones
and waiting water,
then so can you.
So can I.
The soul is full of surprises.
Don’t you know
without thinking
we open out from unknowing
into fragrant possibility?
A river with a blossom
that floats suddenly
across an empty sky.
This sky.
~Dan~
of mere being 
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March 26, 2007 at 6:45 am
tamarika
I came here by way of Andy. And I am so glad I did.