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, April 25, 2012
In this place I rest
is it not funny
how from time to time
time is not
is not a matter of seconds
and minutes and hours and days
but is in fact timeless
and an hour is a second
and moments timeless become
as mind meets mind and heart meets heart
and isn't it fun how space becomes
spaceless... and the great
dark emptiness that lies between
becomes a delusion
a mere shadow without substance
or meaning
as a hand reaches out
and in the touch of a finger
an intercourse so intimate
so mysterious
comes
and in this timeless spaceless
place i rest
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Thank you God, for the gift of your love
that touches my soul
and binds me to you
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