RIVER TEETH, PILGRIM SOUL

Saturday, January 21, 2012

Within that little Hive
Such Hints of Honey lay
As made Reality a Dream
And Dreams, Reality --

Posted by alice at 7:46 PM

Labels: poesy

alice: How I want to live daily: with such ardor and devotion towards every waking moment, to be exhilarated by tasks I’ve chosen to be routine, not the ho-hum mechanism of cogging wheels, but rather, conscious sensitized rituals that clarify meaning with each new return, to bask in the joy of the present moment and be transported by every thing I do into a sense of flow, of stepping outside of worldly time and stepping into the internal temporal movements of every object, every task, every exchange. Gloriously crannied deep into the secret space of things. Metabolism pumping with silent unending idealism. A Millayan candle burning at both ends. River teeth, pilgrim soul.

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