Pure Grace



I awaken in the arms of Presence,
listening to the sound of rain dancing on the roof,
watching it slide down my windows
in tiny streams,
leaving wandering trails,
before disappearing into the earth.
It is a gentle and friendly rain,
singing a soothing song,
anointing all creation,
with flowing tears of love.
It is the liturgy of the Creator,
finding its cadence and rhythm,
like tapping fingers on the table of the earth,
 touching outstretched palms
 and upturned faces
receiving the blessing of the rain.
I move quietly in the welcoming
tenderness of morning,
an inner glow lighting my way.
Steam from my tea circling about me,
I breathe in the wonder
and the miracle of awareness
of this life-giving moment,
savoring the gift
in my grateful heart.
Love is such a perfect lover caressing
and coaxing our souls to blossom
from seeds hidden deep
 within the soul.



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