Be still
open up
understand
notice this is it
consciousness everywhere
empty form
reverberating through life
orchestras of soul
creations myths
kokopelli’s new dance
crying for the Mother Earth
re-member
ultimately
nothing
can
happen
lest we
evolve beyond
agitation and competition
pray for grace
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It took me a loooooong time to get that. Nicely done. Orchestras of souls – like that.
Thanks.
Oh yes, pray for grace!
I like how you set the scene by focusing the mind first on the quiet, then pointing to the things we must appreciate. An arresting image.
Beyond agitation and competition…yes, we need grace to go beyond…beautiful!
Love it. And love that you have made the “all the words” challenge manageable again. I would not have thought of that. 😉
We truly need to pray for grace ☺️ such an exquisite pen 💕💖
Wise words Paul.
I do so hope we evolve beyond agitation and competition – I fear we will not.
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I love the way you smushed the first two lines together, though all the rest are spaced out.
“kokopelli’s new dance” … I don’t know what this means, but I’m about to find out.
From that line down, I was deeply affected by your message. Such a wise man.
I really love what this says to me:
“re-member
ultimately
nothing”
Girl, ultimately you’re nothing. But that’s not a bad thing. And if you “re-member” (as in, go back to church, don’t be afraid to be part of something), you may disappear into the crowd, but then at least you’re part of something.
You know, there are so many reasons I cannot stand church. But the way people rally when someone’s sick or hurting or lost — when the church body is functioning at its best, anyway — is really something to say “wow” to. I’ve never seen anything like it — the beauty of organized religion, holding/carrying people when they’re at their lowest. I do miss being part of something like that. Also the play dates. For my kids, but also for me. 🙂