Month: December 2012
Wound as teacher/savior
it is there
felt
exposed
absorbed
revealed
brought forth from the depths of your being
embraced as transformation
human, common, plain even
not unique at all; this ordinary wound
herein lies the secret:
freedom escapes, reinvents itself as rebirth
journeys to heaven on a prayer
I know GOD
I KNOW GOD
He’s in the guy crossing the 10k finish line
I see Him as the complex emotions cross his face
He’s in the guy singing for change in the subway
I experience Him when we join our voices
He’s in the yoga class
I feel Him in my breath, bones and muscles as strength and beauty and release
He’s in my golden retriever Sierra
I nuzzle Him in the softness of her coat
He’s in my home
I cherish Him as I gaze upon my sleeping husband and children