Grow in Splendor
Throw on whatever garment
adorns your closet of hangers.
Splash your face.
Forget wiping off the fresh scent
of water drops trickling down
Grab a pair of shoes—
better yet, go barefoot.
Thrust yourself out the door of your dwelling
and allow the ‘dwelling place’
within you to immerse itself
in the depths of a million blades of grass.
Grasses which rise
without command—they stand
because this is their splendor.
Glance around you.
Look at the trees—
their branches extend
holding rays of light.
Their leafy coats capture the wind
—they carry the birds’ songs
in Spring’s timeless birthing.
Oh, the clouds, they too, grow like a sea
of parachutes, hovering for a time,
casting shadows upon mountain tops.
They carry rain into desert places
and dissolve without worry IF they
left their mark in the world.
The splendors of creation
—my feet bathed in mud.
I stumble ‘in’ this moment purposefully
dropping to my knees.
Before me flowering without assistance
yet, birthed by a Holy Unseen Mother…
her whispered voice
impregnates the Universe birthing
what grows into Fullness without worry.
It need not ask, “Who am I?”
Already, it knows…
It is the Incarnation meant
to be at this moment of Life.
It is your turn—do not even give it a
Grow in Splendor.
Become the FACE of God ‘already’
alive in you.
Gaze at the blossoming flowers—
allow the petals of your being to
revealing the LIGHT
shining through you.