water

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 The Lake

The raindrop lands on the lake
The lake forever changed 

From the spot it landed
To the edge and ripple back again

And what of the million drops

Then in a beautiful nights storm 

No different by effect than the one
But even more abundant and full

Becomes the lake 

And what of the raindrop when the entire lake has dried 

No less a part of the whole
Absorbed

Became that one raindrop again
Transformed into the clay below

As my soul to the whole and as innocently aware am I

As a single raindrop  
The importance to her lake here
and lakes larger still

 Glisten on the Sea

I can’t escape it
It is in me now
I in it

So small and perfect, Light
And as immense and infinite…

Light and bouncing

Inviting us to the whole 

A communion of the smallest parts

Strong enough to hold the sky 

Where the angels give away sanctity

In the present moment 

True love and the divine spots to meet God with a child’s imagination

Pebble on Water

The touch so gentle of the water running over the pebble of fear

Teaching me to feel freedom in stillness

Of flowing past and away from it

 am free to be

the shadow
the glimmering light
the movement

all at once