You have to go back in life and rinse
\nthings off.
\nDo the dishes.
\nCarry a tin cup, plate and fork.
\nFeel the sun cleanse your soul
\nand parse your thoughts.
\nWhen you leave, to leave things
\nas they were,
\nand go in where the door opens.
\nThere is joy when we let the world find us.
\nIt spreads everything out.<\/p>\n
The sky is trackless,
\nweeds become a fairyland of flowers.
\nSound harmonizes a thousand notes
\nso beautifully, you can hear each one
\nand never be made deaf with noise.
\nThere is never a lonely place around us.
\nA shore becomes our own immensity,
\nthe horizon the edge of forever,
\nand we glide as wind, like birds,
\nand are joined in peace,
\nby friends that speak inside our center,
\nand tell us,
\nthe only one here, is the whole world.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
You have to go back in life and rinse things off. Do the dishes. Carry a tin cup, plate and fork. Feel the sun cleanse…<\/p>\n