GLORY
ROAD
Rilke raiment, I found it again :
the great turnover in the almost
sky. You must change your life.
The shadows of the colored glass
are now shading the mist across the
room; a declining sunlight, a graying
yellow, everything together conspires
to lift a spirit and break a heart. If
some God is in these details, this is
one huge detail - spinning forth, in
endless supply. Morals. Mountebanks.
Missions, mentions and mercy, all in
due supply. We each are washing our
hands in this lave of love together.
'The work of the eyes is done.
Go
now and do the heart-work on
the
images imprisoned within
you.'
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