viernes, 30 de noviembre de 2018

Everything that was broken

Everything that was broken has
forgotten is brokenness. I live
now in a sky-house, through every
window the sun. Also your presence.
Our touching, our stories. Earthy
and holy both. How can this be, but
it is. Every day has something in
it whose name is Forever.
Mary Oliver: Felicity

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