After death, a voicerises,The earthgroans,Thunderrumbles,Live, they say.Live. Live. Live.–BJK, 2010
Tag: poetry
#AdventWord #Awake
Let The Beauty We Love Be What We Do Today, like every other day, we wake up empty and frightened. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument. Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.–Rumi

