Oh, the Freedom
Of being down on my knees
In the gutter
Reeking of waste.
Dripping with Earth
I feel the stillness of God expanding
Embraced by Goddess enveloping.
Oh, I swim amid their pressed loins
As a dolphin leaps into air
From warm waters dripping silk.
It doesn’t matter where I am
Or what filth covers me
For I am in Love
All is sacred
All is divine
All is holy
Adult admonishing reviles juvenile curiosity
Forgetting to hear among the scattering of scat
Giggles of the Divine.
William Dudley Bass
Thursday 21 January 2010 after a week of pondering.
29 March 2012
From my Mythic Awakening period.
NOTE: This was first published in early 2010 on my earlier blog, Cultivate and Harvest, at http://cultivateandharvest.blogspot.com/2010/01/oh-freedom.html, then revised and reposted here this March of 2012. Thank you.
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