From THIS Altar
From THIS Altar
I awaken—a blessing, born again.
Eyes lifting
their lids—
tiny pieces of sleep dust
fall upon the pillow.
Rising—limbs moving
like branches on a tree
swayed by wind.
HELD—THIS altar…
I breathe in reverence
I breathe out gratitude.
Pausing—
I smell the morning dew.
I hear a chorus of song birds—
the liturgy already begun.
I taste small sips of java
brewed by a stranger
who shares it with a blessing.
I’m ‘touched’—
allowing myself
‘THIS’ tabernacle
filled with blessings
to join in
creation’s ‘creative’ dawning.
Photography by Lynn Chesser/Taken at Pumpkin Hollow, Craryville, New York
Love this photo of you in the labyrinth at Pumpkin Hollow. And by Lynn. How nice. Just bought a top like that in teal. But purple is great. I enjoy your
posts. Thank you. Judy
Gift hearing from you Judy—Write-On
Beautiful loving the day !!
My day even brighter receiving this message from YOU:)
Beautiful, dear one.
Much love to you,
Susan
Muchas Gracias Beautiful Pilgrim Sis
Wonderful and life supporting.
Are you inside a labyrinth?
I am indeed ‘inside’ a Labyrinth:)