The Fall

Now I always thought that in our fall from Eden, besides the strains of physicality and the bearing of earthly burdens, our real earthly task was that an unbridgeable gap, or a black hole was opened up in our ability to truly love one another. And so our job here on earth, the way we regain our divinity, our sacredness, and our general good-standing is by reconstructing love and creating love out of the broken pieces that we've been given. --Bruce Springsteen



I beat the rust off an old iron dream
And placed it on the mantle,
Just above the record player.
Every now and again I dust it off,
Stare at its possibility, and shake loose a
Resigned sigh over the dull orange flakes,
Scattered across a sunken floor.