Monday, March 14, 2011

Moss, crocuses

Shiva's might. That's what we are witnessing in Kesenuma, Miyako, Kamaishi, and Minamisoma. Shiva the Transformer, Destroyer of worlds, strikes with his fist and the very Earth groans. Mankind is swept away in the shock of impact.


I offer up another prayer to the Great Whatever on behalf of Sister Satoe.  I have no way to help her, nor indeed know how she fares.  I hope that her fate is not cruel.  

When faced with the magnitude of the power by which graces we exist, even a fool must pause.  In such moments, I find it sweet to contemplate moss and crocuses.

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