Love crosses my mind every day. It's when it crosses my heart that it brings me to tears.
-- doug smith
Love crosses my mind every day. It's when it crosses my heart that it brings me to tears.
-- doug smith
I like eclipses...because that implies there is more to the story and that I don't know all of the answers because maybe (maybe!) the emerging nature of the universe (and certainly our perception...) allows new answers to form.
Maybe we can (do...?) try on new realities just for fun because (maybe...) there is no one permanent reality. (That is not to excuse ALL things or even to explain all things. It is to allow all things whatever is to be.)
"That's crazy talk."
"Yes. But, is it really?"
-- doug smith
the unbroken line steers
thru you unaffected unphased
sense of purpose
denied
on purpose
over and over
again: you dream of something
meaningful, light not (yet) focused
covering you which is to say
uncovering you
layer after layer
the sounds like velcro
unclothing disrobing
revealing
hey is that you? is that the you
you wanted to reveal?
or,
does that you, catch you, as
much by surprise as
the rest of us?
douglas brent smith