Holy One, I am your vessel, your cup, your picture frame. I am the brush and you are the art. I am the candle; you are the flame. I am the school bus and you are the children. I am the ship and you are my freight. I am the body and you are my soul, my heartbeat, my nerve, my breath. You are the harp and I am the string; I am the string and you are the music; I am the music and you are the words. Holy One, I am your life in this life, and you are my life. Bear me on as I bear you into the world, O Holy One.
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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