Meditation
Sweet,
Is the breath of nature
In my life,
Fragrant
Is the warm wind of the meadow
Where I lie.
All this is given to me.
But in my striving
For the illusory acquisitions
Of the world,
Are these treasures lost to me?
Simple joy is mine
If I but slow my pace.
The Blessing
There on the lush rolling land
Stands a stone,
Placed by human will
And pointed to the sky.
Its base is set to earth,
Its edges smoothed
By the years.
Much like that standing stone am I,
A channel
From the Father to the Mother,
A connector
Of the oceans of cosmic and earthly love.
This task I joyfully embrace.
-Danaan Parry
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May God bless and protect you and…
May you always be
Healthy, Happy
Safe and Comfortable
Seth Kelly Curtis