THAT That, which Gives each breath we take, Which we can neither save or fake. That, which Shines as gentle as a dove, Through the eyes of those we love. That, which Gifts us each new day, Delighting in our diverse, creative play. That, Omnipresent listening ear, Which comforts us and calms our fears. That, which Lovingly clothes, Every lily and fragrant rose. That, which Gives with loving hand, Without judgement, revenge or command. That, Eternal Grace, Awaiting our surrender and embrace. That, which Encompasses All, The good, the bad, the great, the small. That, which with Unseen Hand, Guides us through stormy waters to dry land. That, which Knows there's no mistakes, Trusting life which gives and takes. That, which Gives free will to all, Watching great waves rise and fall. That, Essential Life itself, Which in silent stillness can be felt. That, without beginning or end, Our own True Essence and Forever Friend. Photography by Sofia Sundari Michelle McDonald : I l
Women's Spiritual Poetry