The world stands out on either side
No wider than the heart is wide;
Above the world is stretched the sky, –
No higher than the soul is high.
The heart can push the sea and land
Farther away on either hand;
The soul can split the sky in two,
And let the face of God shine through.
But East and West will pinch the heart
That can not keep them pushed apart;
And he whose soul is flat — the sky
Will cave in on him by and by.
Excerpt from Renascence by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Month: July 2003
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My writing is like a ten gallon spring. It can issue from the ground anywhere at all. On smooth ground it rushes swiftly on and covers a thouasand li in a single day without difficulty. When it twists and turns among mountains and rocks, it fits its form to things it meets: unknowable. What can be known is, it always goes where it must go, always stops where it cannot help stopping — nothing else. More than that, even I cannot know. Su Shih -
into the fire, I’m reunited
into the fire, I am the spark
into the fire, I yearn for comfort.
…I will stare into the sun until it’s light doesn’t blind me
I will walk into the fire until it’s heat doesn’t burn me and
I will feed the fire
Sung by Sarah McLachlan, written by Sarah McLachlan & Pierre Marchand
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