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Meditation

The colors change,

So slowly at first.

The mood is changing,

With subtle shifts of softness.

My mother’s garden shows to me

The procession of all life.

The life in me responds,

For I, too, am of this garden,

And subject to its call.

No fool am I

That fights this journey,

Missing the inner wealth to come.

The Blessing

As the wheel of the seasons

Turns me ever forward

My heart tells me that there is more.

My eyes observe the seed as it grows

Into the tree.

And from this tree

More seeds will come

To once again be trees.

The essence of my spirit

Lives within each seed,

And my tree will grow anew.

Blessed is my spirit,

For it will never die.

-Danaan Parry

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May God bless and protect you

Seth Kelly Curtis

Kelly's Quest