Unbelief is good medicine, undoing belief
better:
all beings free to leave their being
and enter silence.
The nameless tree with its forest
of green,
the endless expanse called
sky, beaks and
feathered wings with their urgent
conversations;
all around, the light that sets the vital body
to humming,
and the dark of re-creation:
the world held for us in promise
until it is loosened from
our thinking.
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood
A reunion of the seminal Indian / European jazz fusion band for NPR's Tiny Desk Concert
My mother is three years younger than Nakba
From the series of Palestinian poets
I pray for Israel, I pray for Palestine
Trio Mandili is a Georgian vocal group, here they perform a piece entitled "The Prayer"
A Lovely Vintage Illustrated Poem About the Meaning and Measure of Enough
In Japan, there is a long tradition of admiring a full moon
