“re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book, and dismiss whatever insults your own soul; and your very flesh shall be a great poem, and have the richest fluency, not only in its words, but in the silent lines of its lips and face, and between the lashes of your eyes, and in every motion and joint of your body.
[From the preface to Leaves Grass]”
― Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
May you dismiss whatever insults your own soul...your own gnosis, and step into life above the roles, the Light and Sound of the poem that you are.
Peace inside of me and peace in Ukraine and Russia.
Peace be still.
Art by Constantin Westchiloff - Coucher de Soleil Sur la Mer