Happiness does not take all that much. When I am willing to be a simple man, the heart of me can leap up with YES! at the slightest beauty. If I am empty enough… (especially of my self-importance or my habituatednesses... or the tethers of the old passing industrialized insanities)... Today my indigenous happiness radiations praised the undying self-renewing life everywhere-- oh, I could not help myself-- for five shoots of new sweet corn have broken ground after two weeks of watering, waiting, and the fresh leafed crown of the three year old persimmon, at its upraised eye-height of seven feet is full with its first fruit flowers! Is this not true worship?
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 16:13:57 +0000
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