"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Monday, August 4, 2008
Swimming
Update: Beautiful creatures, behind glass in the aquarium, anyway. But the worldwide plague of them we are seeing now is symptomatic of our dying oceans. Very grim news indeed.
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Mystery solved: I came across these lines from Hafiz today
"Love is grabbing hold of the Great Lion's mane
And wrestling and rolling deep into Existence
While the Beloved gets rough
And begins to maul you alive"
...some solace for the stung.
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