Little sculpture made by my six-year-old (“Cutest Goddess in the World,” he titled it) and a rue anemone)
Change
bright, clear,
clean, hot
messy, wild,
wonderful, scary
changethe wheel of life
keeps turning
the thread of our heartbeats
keeps weaving
the tapestry of creation
keeps unfurling
the heart of the planet
keeps praying
strength
grace
indwelling joyhope on our lips
a song in our hearts
a prayer in our handsthe hum of blood in our veins
the only rapture we need…
Another goddess hiding in the rocks!
Memorial tree getting closer and closer to a full flower!
So perfect! The bliss in change.:)
-Jennifer
Thanks!
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