Here now, quick, now, always. A condition of complete simplicity. Costing not less than everything. And all shall be well. And all manner of things shall be well. When the tongues of flames are in-folded into the crowned knot of fire. And the fire and the rose are one. ” Then the suffering that we go through, the life that we live in the moment — in the moment — see that’s where the body lives. That’s where nature lives.That’s the feminine. Now. Here. That beating of the eternal and the personal. The fire and the rose are one.

Day 24

TS Eliot/Woodman