From high above the water,even the clouds
are louder than the birds,
and the waves;
louder still the silence
in which You hold us all --
those who sail
and those who wait, and watch;
those who fly and those who guard the nest;
those who swim and dive
and those who hover,
quiet in the depths of being.
Lift me there, and hold me;
breathe with me,
that I might feel each cell
vibrating with the silent heartsong
which holds it all,
breathes through it all,
enlivens it all;
that I might bask with You
in the waves of oneness.
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2 comments:
So lovely.
I told Joyce earlier that we are all on the same wavelength today, writing about so similar topics.
That photo is so intimate...makes it look like toy boats and...well, I'm not sure how to describe it, but I love the feeling I get looking at it!
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