A Prayer a Day
08/23/11
Being born… I muse…is like dying
Into a light brightness through efforts of trying
Senses reach peaking….feelings speak strange
No longer remembering….foreign exchange
Deep spaces signal...vibrations within
Kind faces tracing brothers and kin
Precious this life
As mothers begin you
Wheels keep on turning
Changes continue
Maybe I’ve taken life’s road for a reason
Maybe I’ll stay for a season or two
Maybe I’ve come to this world just to be me
Maybe I’ve come to this world just to meet you
And when my given moments are done
And my flesh holds no more necessity
My Spirit will leap free into brightness
Flying on love...effortlessly
Listening,
Rev. Mudra
Mystical Philosophy Rev. Marjorie Lipari©2011
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