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.
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Being Alive
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any---lifted from the no
of all nothing---human merely being
doubt unimaginably You?
e.e. cummings
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this day I saw pain
a man missing his love of 60 plus years
dazed and confused
angry and afraid
this day I saw love
a man and a woman
tearful with joy
making promises they hope they can keep
with hearts full
this day I saw the clouds scurry
and the sun kiss the mountains
I felt the crisp breeze of spring
and the green of grass
newly born
this day
I was lifted from no into
tasting
touching
hearing
seeing
breathing
feeling
living
Your yes
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