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Monday, February 21, 2005
Earth
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The earth owns me, for I have borrowed the matter from which I'm made from her sticks and grasses and clouds.
Someday she will reclaim this form as she reclaims the fallen tree in the hemlock grove.
I know too, all that is powerful and holy is here.....breath and wind, stone and sky, trees and life. Here is God, the great I Am.
If I flee this moment or fill it with fear and anxiety, I dishonor it and miss a sweet touch of eternity.
I will linger in this place for some timeless time, repeating the prayer, feeling the solid earth beneath my back and breathing the gentle incense of the woods.
By Karen Monk from Spirit Walk
1994
Who said you can't see God
Patch
The earth owns me, for I have borrowed the matter from which I'm made from her sticks and grasses and clouds.
Someday she will reclaim this form as she reclaims the fallen tree in the hemlock grove.
I know too, all that is powerful and holy is here.....breath and wind, stone and sky, trees and life. Here is God, the great I Am.
If I flee this moment or fill it with fear and anxiety, I dishonor it and miss a sweet touch of eternity.
I will linger in this place for some timeless time, repeating the prayer, feeling the solid earth beneath my back and breathing the gentle incense of the woods.
By Karen Monk from Spirit Walk
1994
Who said you can't see God
Patch
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