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
Kelly's Quest 
Uplifted to
another realm.
My spirit flew,
my body fell.
A journey though
an unknown place.
A simple view,
a simple space.
Such stable grounds
in shades of gray.
Beyond dark nights,
beyond bright days.
What happens here
is always fair.
Without a fear,
without despair.
An equal zone
of balanced light.
No sticks or stones,
no wrong or right.
Content, at ease,
joy fills each pore.
Feel inner peace,
feel nothing more.
– Grace Y. Estevez – Reddy