Life goes on. Love goes on. You are still the low pulse that thrums beneath the surface of things, the electricity of music.
Love goes on…
I love globes.
They can be like a sun, words.
They can do for the heart
what light can
for a field.
~ St. John of the Cross
Thank you, Love is a Place.
Thinking of the stars night after night I begin to realize
“The stars are words”
and all the innumerable worlds in the Milky Way are words,
and so is this world too.
And I realize that no matter where I am,
whether in a little room full of thought,
or in this endless universe of stars and mountains,
it’s all in my mind.
~ Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler