Mindful Morning Moments— Perhaps Prayer?
Nov 26, 2021
Amidst the Clamor, “the Fury and the Mire,”
Softness sits silently, creating presence.
Listen! The rain is not loud,
The wet traffic distant,
Intermittent when I let it fade.
Presence assembles, gathers at my call, looks
And listens once again.
All this that is wrapped in
As I stand in awe
Of the world that is wrapped in the rain.
Such vast vistas
as I know lie beyond.
Such vast inner spaces
as I know, wrapped in the heart.
Now the morning sun
transforms the world.
The spider webs appear,
intricate rainbow shimmers in the breeze,
the tree leaves dancing.
Now the world stirs, Stretches in delight.
Visions were there
as I woke — the shimmering
Dissolving bonds, loosening
the old attachments,
Immersing even the “I”
in this new world
Being born.
