I used to pretend to believe in God. Mainly, I liked so much to talk to someone in the dark. Think of how far a voice must have to travel to go beyond the universe. How powerful that voice must...
How easy it is to lose oneself in a kelp forest. Between canopy leaves, sunlight filters thru the water surface; nutrients bring life where there’d other- wise be barren sea; a vast eco- system breathes. Each being being being’s link.
A stream in a forest and a boy fishing, heart aflame, head hush, tasting the world— lick and pant. The Holy Scripture is animal not book. I should know, I have smoked the soul of God, psalm burning between fingers on an African afternoon. And how is...