6 1/2 Quiet Minutes. A TOAST 2011 film.
Today, like every day, we wake up empty, scared. Don’t open the door to the study and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument and start to play. Let the beauty you love be what you do. There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground. Rumi
Go find the height again, and the dark, where longing, pain, and joy live and faith in the good God, who does and undoes, kindles and extinguishes light and desire, and who writes with his quill of years long reminiscences on the loveliest faces; … owls flit softly through the vines and the trees open, just this much, to utter one sound. I feel your presence in the bright...
I was strolling under the tents of trees and raindrops occasionally reached me as though asking: Is your desire to suffer, to sob? Soft air, wet leaves; —the scent was spring, the scent sorrow. Anecdote of Rain, A. Zagajewski
The Self. a. zagajewski
… But the self is so lonely, so distrustful, it does not accept anyone, even me. It clings to historical events no less tightly than water to a glass. It could fill a Neolithic jar. It is insatiable, it wants to flow in aqueducts, it thirsts for newer and newer vessels. It wants to taste space without walls, diffuse itself, diffuse itself. Then it fades away like desire,...
Traveling together. Merwin
If we are separated I will try to wait for you on your side of things your side of the wall and the water and of the light moving at its own speed even on leaves that we have seen I will wait on one side while a side is there