At the beach

Dearly Beloved,
Grace and Peace to you.
         
         
                  
The lad runs up the sand
with his little pail,
and the whole sea in it, sloshing
on his feet and knees,
and pours it out in the hole in the sand
where it disappears, and he laughs
and runs to the sea again.

                  •

I am your little pail, the whole
of you in me, sloshing out
into the world.

                  •

I am the sea in your little pail,
poured out into the world
until I am no more.

                  •

I run back down to the sea,
laughing.

         
         
Deep Blessings,
Pastor Steve

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

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