March 17, 2005 6 Comments

So much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I consume too much and contribute too little. Angel wings flit at the corners of my senses.

I have no art or poetry but if I ever made it big I would establish a sanctuary, a conservatory of all arts, a Rivendell for the human treasures in this world, where poets and artists and holy women would wander the exquisitely tended gardens. Men-at-arms would guard the gates and never let blade nor barrel nor lawyer nor mud-brained beaurocrat onto the grounds.

There is a walled garden in your soul. Don’t ever let it be trampled, mown or paved.

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6 Comments

  1. laurieannhaus March 17, 2005 at 17:16

    May I visit your sanctuary?

    1. avdi March 17, 2005 at 17:24

      Of course. You would have a standing invitation.

    2. avdi March 17, 2005 at 17:24

      Of course. You would have a standing invitation.

  2. laurieannhaus March 17, 2005 at 17:16

    May I visit your sanctuary?

  3. milkdrunk March 17, 2005 at 17:21

    You do have poetry. And

    I’m listening now to Church of Women because of you (but I choose to disbelieve the argument that there are no ‘nice’ guys).

  4. milkdrunk March 17, 2005 at 17:21

    You do have poetry. And

    I’m listening now to Church of Women because of you (but I choose to disbelieve the argument that there are no ‘nice’ guys).

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