Meditation
This morning gives a song to me,
A lovely melody for me to play
Within my heart,
To give my spirit wings.
And I must close my eyes
To let the music come.
Unhurried, without force,
It yields its gift to me.
And just as gently
I share this gift,
I hum this melody.
The air accepts,
The world is nourished,
And I become my song.
The Blessing
Within my being lives a silent power,
A firm, sound frame
Of wise and compassionate strength.
How often do I deny this gift,
This blessing from my source?
Perhaps as the outward power of the sun recedes
In winter
I will learn to own the strength within.
-Danaan Parry
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May God bless and protect you
Seth Kelly Curtis