It is true, holy, and ever-growing, the miracle moving ways of the divine from within the margins.
creation occurs as hovering over the chaos of the depths. The Depths also being the name called to the babylonian creation stories of death, and murder.
From within the chaos of the collapsing industrial military complex emerges the material resources and economic accounting done in a manner as though it would result in sustainable trajectories, a certain clarity of accounting the internalizes externalities, values the quality of life, building the capacity of the ecological systems to keep us healthy through the health of the system.
. Our bodies, made from within the earth and water, our bodies the inspired hydrocarbons. turning like the compost
the miracles are in the margins. IN the negative space of what we are valuing:
Part One, Sonnet IV (By Rainer Maria Rilke)
You who let yourselves feel: enter the breathing
that is more than your own.
Let it brush your cheeks
as it divides and rejoins behind you.
Blessed ones, whole ones,
you where the heart begins:
You are the bow that shoots the arrows
and you are the target.
Fear not the pain. Let its weight fall back
into the earth;
for heavy are the mountains, heavy the seas.
The trees you planted in childhood have grown
too heavy. You cannot bring them along.
Give yourselves to the air, to what you cannot hold.
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