THE ALMOND BRANCH TREMBLES AND BLOOMS

The temple of God is the body,
perfectly designed to express the Holy.
Every sense, purified to its essence
conveys its inmost nature:
clean Spirit being in clean flesh;
clean energy moving gently.
Every instinct is for opening
and the delight that brings happiness
and peace.
The ecstasy arises in both holy places
at once. God is in His temple.
Everything cries its sweet cries.
Clothes fall from the soul.
It awakens in nakedness.
The almond branch trembles
and blooms

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About Blake Steele

I am a poet, writer, workshop leader, recording artist... half monk, half pirate, passionate for Life and Love to triumph in the world. I'm American by birth, but am living in Sweden for a while: writing, growing, deepening with amazing, open-hearted people, as well as developing Wild Words Creative Writing Classes and Wild Souls Workshops around the world.
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