To most who speak American, I am not religious. At best, a poetic pagan, smiling open-palmed at the sun. But to those who speak the river's language, mountain-speak, of flowers slowly turning their tongues to the sky, I am the brightest of divine light, singing hymns to the rhythm of wind and water, tasting salty air as my communion. I smile my
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*hugs you*
*holds you up in light*
I believe in you, ray of starlight.
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I wrote this after a hike last week. I can't imagine a religion without blue skies and red earth.
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Religion encompasses everything.. it's mysticism in its finest form, if I may be so bold as to say that. People who don't have a strong connection to their environment and community... I find it easy to see why there is so much crime in some places (even where it may not be their fault, but because of government, etc)
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