And the Nazz stepped away a little bit.
And he put a glorious sound of love on.
He said, “Oh sweet swing’n flowers of the field.”
And they said, “Oh great singular song to beauty.”
And he said, “Stomp upon the terra.” They did.
He said, “Lift your miracle the body”. The body went up.
He said, “Lift your arms”. The arms went up.
He said, “Higher”. They went higher.
He said, “DIG INFINIY!”
And they dug it.
-Lord Buckley
I’m gonna make a point of doing some stomping tomorrow. Happy Spring and wishes for bright new blessings upon you.
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