“When we are in our pure state of being, only then will we understand our reality, only then will we understand the words and thoughts, the counsel of saints and great souls.” Wisdom of Aghoreshwar Bhagwan Ram

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Every moment has grateful in it, and it smiles into the moment and bring love though. I am a child of god, all being my sisters and brothers, no action anyone can do where I can NOT see them too as a child of god, my neighbor to love...

Cloth me, feed me, care for me, visit me, what u do to the least you do also to me"
Jn 18)

Let me be a servant of this love and let me be grateful for all of the blessings of life and silence and peace so that I can bestrow such on all in my prescense-

Its very quiet the Humm of the ac steadies the silence, a small tic toc backdrops another sound, a fly whishes by, and time passes cleanly and I am

KmgBy Derek Walcott

(1930 - )
  

The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door,
in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. 
Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.

 fleeting moment, like waves on the ocean, they crash thoughts that foam up emotions, and they are fleeting, crashing, part of the treasurey of the seas, whom also calm and silence themselves....

And this moment just is and silence can sustain a sunrise to sunset where activity burst in and the moment is to love it all and in it all find that there is love and joy and still fullness of s

tillness in all the activity.

The bird calls, the dog barks, the coffee percolates and ‎it's the 4th of july

Without poets, without artists, everything would fall apart into chaos. There would be no more seasons, no more civilizations, no more thought, no more humanity, no more life even; and impotent darkness would reign forever. Poets and artists together determine the features of their age, and the future meek

ly conforms to their edict.

Apollinaire

In my lens it's always the cross I see in nature's rising onto the earth and it's setting- I connect with this cross as it crosses me and thru it and in it someone there is a combined center where I live from and that living place breathes it's depths which beauty flows forth from. In that beauty is peace- pure- silent- and full of all I cam receive- prayer comes now- breathe is thirsty soul drinks heart opens- the cross in the sunrise- it crosses me- amen

This morning west hampton bay dunes. It's amazing.. Real colors of gods grace already given, our human condition already forgiven,  in every sunrise, touching every child of god who we are to love as our neighbors, with their own struggles and journies... may urs today be blessed -kmg