Kwan Yin upon the mantelshelf<\/p>\n
is made eloquent by Space.<\/p>\n
If she were not caressed by Space,<\/p>\n
her gilded face could not be seen,<\/p>\n
and Amitabha at her brow<\/p>\n
would not be manifest in form.<\/p>\n
Her lotus-flower burgeons into space,<\/p>\n
And her pouring-jar is given definition.<\/p>\n
The nostrils of the dragon beneath her feet<\/p>\n
are flared with space,<\/p>\n
and space is mingled with the waves<\/p>\n
which lap around her robes.<\/p>\n
It’s Space that gives her shape, and, as Space,<\/p>\n
her blessings are bestowed.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Kwan Yin upon the mantelshelf is made eloquent by Space. If she were not caressed by Space, her gilded face could not be seen, and Amitabha at her brow would not be manifest in form. Her lotus-flower burgeons into space, … Continue reading