You are a bird of fine wings
And so well seated on the earth
Fill the space with your light
And fill the sky with your glow.
Flood the quarters with your sheen.
Yajurveda, book XVI
Inside This Clay Jug
Inside this clay jug
there are canyons and
pine mountains,
and the maker of canyons
and pine mountains!
All seven oceans are inside,
and hundreds of millions of stars.
The acid that tests gold is here,
and the one who judges jewels.
And the music
that comes from the strings
that no one touche...
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