Sometimes
you are an empty vase
on a bare table.
Time and absence
settle, silent,
dust.
Sometimes
God comes
and puts flowers in the vase.
Sometimes.
Sometimes
you
are the flower
of aloneness
in the vase
of God.
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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
October 8, 2020