Thursday, January 29, 2015
There is no spot on earth that ever became sacred until something danced there
maybe it was just an atom or two...
There is no place in existence that ever became sacred until something sang there
even it just be a molecule, that is enough. I hear they croon all the time...
Strange the seriousness I see a around the shrines of perfect saints.....
I love my sacred places
Those special spots, where my soul danced
and my heart sang
Those places where time stopped
and the moment was eternal
These are my shrines
my "God places"
where the sacred broke through
It might be a place where
I saw my child play
or heard music of inexpressible beauty
It might be a place where sitting side by side
with someone deeply loved
the mundane was turned into the sacred
It might be a place
where family gathered, and celebrated
or a place where goodbyes
eternal, or otherwise
These are the places where
I dance my faith...
and sing for joy to the heavens
where there is laughter
and the heat of love
where smiles break forth
Thank you God
for the moments
that have opened the gates to heaven!