blessed for good.

—-

How could you not already have felt blessed for good,
having these last days spoken your whole heart to him,
who spoke his whole heart to you, so that in the silence
he would not feel a single word was missing?
How could you not have slipped into a spell,
in full daylight, as he lay next to you,
with his arms around you, as they have been,
it must have seemed, all your life?
How could your cheek not press a moment to his cheek,
which presses itself to yours from now on?
—-

(from “How Could You Not” by Galway Kinnell) β™₯

This is pretty much my favorite song in the entire universe ever. The best songs are simple and beautiful. Judith Durham’s voice! My God.

β€œI almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.” — John Keats

“To be empty and be filled with darkness.
To be empty and be filled with light.
To be full and give birth to the impossible.

To trust?
To love?
Myself first.
Trust me (it’s the only way).
Watch the sunflowers bloom,
spilling seeds into our hands;
a feast for the eyes and tongue.
I bloom in trust.
I trust the color yellow:
desire, fulfilled–
O, endless desire
empty/full empty/full.
I trust my desire,
endlessly.”

(quoted from the collection of poems by Alma Luz Villanueva – “Desire”)

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