Each night,O Holy One,
you tell us of your love
as we lie sleeping,
and yet when we awake,
the love we knew
sinks below consciousness,
its feet cemented
like some forgotten criminal.
Is that why
you give us sky
with such colorful abandon,
and water, to reflect your rays of love?
These glorious shapes and shades
dissolve the weight of care
and lift us to your heart once more.
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1 comment:
Lovely reflection that reminds me of this quote by David Wagoner:
"If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you, then you are surely lost."
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