Behold the Beauty
Last night the moon rose
behind a scrim of swiftly moving clouds
racing off to the east like they had an engagement
not to be missed
meanwhile back here on the ground
the warm breath of an early spring
spread softly
inviting the quiet earth
to awaken
and behold the beauty
of the rising moon
and feel the urgent pull of spring
lifting us up from our roots
to defy gravity
if only long enough
to bloom once
manifesting the deepest
sacred presence of our lives
then fade again into
the oneness
and wonder
of all creation
selah
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