Everything is a spark of that eternal radiance.
Why flee from the world in order to find it
when you yourself are already on fire?
~ from MY SECRET IS SILENCE by Adyashanti
Magic birds were dancing
in the mystic marsh.
The grass swayed with them,
and the shallow waters,
and the earth fluttered under them.
The earth was dancing with the cranes,
and the low sun, and the wind and sky.