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.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Soft and Open
the rain falls on frozen ground
the earth receiving
and yet
not receiving
the life from heaven
only ground that is not frozen
that is soft
and open
can receive the rain
and allow it is slowly sink
deep into the earth
where hungry roots await
so it is with so many things
words come
and can be heard
but listening only happens
when soft and open
we allow those words to go
deep and find
the roots of our soul
only then can understanding blossom
so too
love
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