May the touch of your skin Register the beauty Of the otherness That surrounds you.
May your listening be attuned To the deeper silence Where sound is honed To bring distance home.
May the fragrance Of a breathing meadow Refresh your heart And remind you you are A child of the earth.
And when you partake Of food and drink, May your taste quicken To the gift and sweetness That flows from the earth.
May your inner eye See through the surfaces And glean the real presence Of everything that meets you.
May your soul beautify The desire of your eyes That you might glimpse The infinity that hides In the simple sights That seem worn To your usual eyes.
A winter solstice 2020 short stream for a Movement Medicine community
Give yourself permission to rest and receive lullabies for your heart.
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
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