Quick now, here, now, always— Charlie stands as she did the day before yesterday, one hand lightly closed on the velvet rope, the other still holding Bev's. A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) "Everything," she says, her voice as hushed as the girl's. And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well The singing rises around them, welcoming, comforting, affirming, exulting; it is the song of the world, of all worlds, the song of life aware of itself and rejoicing in the awareness. When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire I exist, it says. I am what I am. And the fire and the rose are one. "It's everything."
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Date: 2007-03-22 05:32 am (UTC)Charlie stands as she did the day before yesterday, one hand lightly closed on the velvet rope, the other still holding Bev's.
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
"Everything," she says, her voice as hushed as the girl's.
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
The singing rises around them, welcoming, comforting, affirming, exulting; it is the song of the world, of all worlds, the song of life aware of itself and rejoicing in the awareness.
When the tongues of flame are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
I exist, it says. I am what I am.
And the fire and the rose are one.
"It's everything."