Friday, December 18, 2009

Anticipating a White Christmas

As I reflect on all the Power
that flows through You
and finds its way to me
and back again into the world
That sense of separation,
of being set apart --
a house on fragile ground about to topple --
begins dissolving,
and, hesitant,
I step outside these carefully crafted doors
and merge,
silent and naked as a tree
into the surrounding wood,
and, knowing oneness, know this, too:
I shall rejoice
in that sweet and all-uniting blanketing of white.

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