Come and breathe with me a moment. And as we breathe a prayer may rise... Eternal One, In the tranquil trail of a sleepy glen I gather a silence I can recall through the gift of memory. In an instant flash I am there in my spirit. The smell of the rich damp earth, the sound of the babbling stream, the shafts of sunlight piercing the canopy of trees... Memory is a gift that opens itself in an ever-new presentation. Just as my toes press the grassy earth here and now they remember other lands. My body is a treasure map of a storied kingdom. I have been loved before my Mother even kissed my tiny toes for the first time. The kiss of Life on earth is unforgettable. When I stumble, let me ask my toes to remember their first kiss. AMEN
Posted on: Tue, 23 Jul 2013 10:57:25 +0000
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