I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Wednesday, May 28, 2014
Glimpses of grace on a dark day
gray sky hovers
darkening
lowering with the weight of rain
the wind blusters
sacred breath
bending all to its will
trees are throwing into chaos
a lilacs dance wildly
and in this dimming deepening world
brilliant blossoms
flash and spin
glimpses of grace
and omens of
the sun
_________________________
Oh sacred one
creator of both
cloud and sun
help me to remember in the darkening moments
the gifts of presence
and grace
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