Earth's crammed with heaven,
And every common bush afire with God;
But only he who sees takes off his shoes--
The rest sit around it and pluck blackberries.
-Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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Having picked a bunch of blackberries in my lifetime this poem made me really step back and wonder. Was I just picking blackberries or did I also see the bush 'afire with God'? People need to stop and see the wonders of God.
I'm going to try to say what I mean without leaving an unbelievably long comment.
I don't ascribe to one religion over another and I have trouble talking about or even using the word god because I think it means something different for me than it does for a lot of other people. But then I read a poem like this, and a blog like yours, and I think maybe I'm mistaken. Maybe we are talking about the same thing after all.