what can you stand before that unlocks wonder in your soul?
the night sky, with a full moon playing a late-night game of hide and seek between the scattered, illuminated clouds
a three-month old baby’s toothless smile
the second movement of Ravel’s piano concerto in G played Arturo Michelangeli (see and hear it on youtube)
what about some words? how about this big, little word. . .
for some people this word is a wondrous warm invitation to explore inner galaxies
for some people this word is an impossibly heavy burden to be freed from
(Jesus said something about this to the pharisees)
why does this word feel so differently to people?
jkg, sesto al reghena, italy
november 15, 2012