Friday, December 16, 2011

December 16, 2011

There are elusive knowing right there in the darkened garden, and I have neither the eyes or wits to recognize what is being held out in offering—because I’m sure there are entities elusive to the human eye. This place is already sacred. Perhaps it is enough to understand that there are wonders grand in a garden; in any garden… but I choose to believe in the unseen; I cannot discern the invisible therein, but I truly believe in this with all my heart.

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