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A Morning Song of Creation
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I hear a soft rustling of wings
and the sweet melodic
song of a bird nestling close
to my window where I write
seeming to settle near
the flowing alpha waves
of my heart
as I listen to my soul..
my own nest of pillows
surrounding me..
my pen in hand…
as I begin to sing my own
deeply human arias of love
as dawn touches the earth with light..
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Somehow this tiny feathered beauty
and I share a destiny
which warms and comforts me.
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We are never alone when receiving
the grace of communion.
A community asserts itself into
our lives that we never expected..
surprising our longing hearts.
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This little one uses her wings
building a nest of fallen twigs
feathers and colored things
warming a space given to her
through grace alone
to nurture life and give all she is to allow
new life to flow through her
to the rhythm
of her throbbing heart.
She shares her inner warmth with the
seeds of light inside her.
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I feel the stirring of love
that finds its strength from
the seeds of light within myself.
They flourish and flower into the beginnings
of a new creation this earth
has never known.
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Every soul carries a whispering music
within them from the Beloved
somehow inspiring and moving us to nurture
this new life with a stream of never ending love.
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We are lifted into flight by a Spirit
that contains us All.
All we can do is surrender
and be true to the glory of telling the story
of creation and a new world that
perpetuates and creates
the precious reason
we were born into these renewing
seasons of love
empowered by an infinite divinity
sharing life-giving
breath and living presence
all from the Source of the One who sings
within each life.
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We hear the sweet refrains
of a new creation
swelling into a chorus of songs
becoming a sacred hymn
celebrating the gift of being
as we unfurl and discover each other
intimately alive within us
in never ending ways.
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New Mother, New Earth Night Songs 