Saturday, April 20, 2013
spending the morning of a day off with a big mug of coffee at a cafe tucked away from the rush of suburbia - trains chugging through, butterflies flitting across sun-streaked roads, people chatting without hurry. deep breaths.
the redbud and forsythia bursting into bloom along every roadside. spring!
Rumi, and Kris Delmhorst's interpretation in song:
"Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading.Take down a musical instrument.
Let the beauty of what we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground."