TRIUMPH OF SPIRIT IN LOVE, NATURE & ART

A Microcosm of the Macrocosm

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To see a cathedral in a flower,

 to be drunk with its nectar,

under an opalescent sky.

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Infinity is our Home.  We are just sojourning awhile in the caravanserai of the body.”

Paramahansa Yoganada~

 

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12 responses

  1. bennetta faire

    Beautiful poem.

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    September 9, 2013 at 3:44 PM

  2. oh, it’s glorious

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    September 9, 2013 at 3:46 PM

  3. Genie

    Deliciously gorgeous.

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    September 10, 2013 at 2:19 AM

  4. You’ve met William Blake here; “to see the world in a grain of sand&heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands and eternity in an hour.”

    Peace & Light

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    September 10, 2013 at 5:29 AM

    • One of my favorite poems of all time. I love Blake but never made the connection. Of course, his poem inspired mine. Thank you for marking the link.

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      September 10, 2013 at 11:56 AM

  5. My immediate thoughts from reading the title were of the multiple macro-and-microeconomics courses I took ages ago — and then I read the beautiful words and I was reminded of the awesome wonder of fractiles.

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    September 11, 2013 at 12:09 PM

    • You’re right. They are awesome– as is string theory but I know very little about either. Ugh, economics, couldn’t take it.

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      September 11, 2013 at 12:11 PM

  6. Beautiful pictures and words …

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    September 13, 2013 at 11:22 AM

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