Kundalini Splendor

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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

poem by William Stafford 

Starting with Little Things

Love the earth like a mole,
fur-near. Nearsighted,
hold close the clods,
their fine-print headlines.
Pat them with soft hands --
Like spades, but pink and loving; they
break rock, nudge giants aside,
affable plow.
Fields are to touch;
each day nuzzle your way.

Tomorrow the world.

~ William Stafford ~
(The Way It Is)

(Picture from Wikipedia)

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