Wednesday, July 23, 2008


Out beyond ideas of Wrongdoing and Rightdoing, there is a field.
I'll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, and even the phrase 'each other' doesn't make any sense

1 comment:

happytrails said...

There's nothing like the beauty of nature to make us realize we're all in this world together and might as well find a way to get along.