Today I was a bird, singing the song
Creator gave me
to sing.
I was a tree, bearing fruit nourished
by roots deep in
God’s soil.
I was a brook, babbling and sparkling
in the sun,
making its way
naturally,
beautifully.
Today I caught fire. I was all flame,
fully alive in
the flow of grace.
One hundred percent who I was created
to be,
like bird,
brook and tree.
Today I knew union, not in ecstasy,
but in living
completely surrendered,
bursting with
the gifts of my true self
the way a fully
ripe grape bursts between the teeth.
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