There God stood
Gently holding
in an open palm
something that seemed to be greatly treasured
it wasn't much
and yet it was held tenderly
God leaned
and breathed
and life flowed
it glowed
a spark of life
and then mysteriously
it glowed in me
a tiny piece of the divine
burned hot in my soul
and God
"bless God's heart"
embraced me
and that tiny spark
glowed hotter
and grew
and love swirled
and as love flowed from God to me
and from me
or rather from the love that God had planted in me
back to God,
and then back again
a circle of love was created
a whirlwind of grace
opening me up
lifting me up
consuming me
covering me
creating
re-creating - me
the true me
the one I can be
only with God and in God
it was quite a dream...
or was it?
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