And knowing
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.
Tuesday, December 25, 2012
Lost and Found
Lost is lost
Some times I wander
Starstruck
Looking at this world created
Seeing only the
With the eye secular
Seeing only the hate and greed
And fear
And knowing
Too keenly that I am lost
Sometime I dive into the sacred
I become drowned
In the sea of eternity
Sunk into the depths of the sacred
Out of this world
lost in God
But lost is still lost
In a child
Sacred and secular are found
Bound inside the swaddling cloths
Bound inside a child
Who draws together
Everything
All
Creation is invaded by the creator
Creator in the created is bound
And in that single one
In that union
I am found
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