4-20-23

The nights’ rain has passed, coming now to the moment.

The silence of the after storm.

The stillness on the surface, the explosion of life and activity beneath.

There is so much I don’t see, so much I don’t know.

Explanations always seem so dull and disappointing.

To stand back and be amazed at how everything works.

Breathing is all that is required of me.

To see that creation is not an event,

Creation is eternally becoming.

With and without eternally becoming.

Grateful for my inability to understand the wisdom of the natural world.

Grateful for my faith in The Great Mystery.