Thursday, September 1, 2011

As the moon slips behind the trees....


As the moon slips down behind the trees I hear the wind whisper your name, Creator, Great Spirit, Allah, Yahweh, Infinite Spirit, Goddess, Mother-Father, The Force, All That Is, God, I hear you in the music I play.
I see you in the eyes of love and the eyes of the searching ones.  I look out over the beauty of my home and I see you. In the morning dew a spider web glistens in your light.
There was a time when I would have been afraid to say your name, it doesn’t matter which one.
There was a time when I would be afraid people would think less of me for talking of God.  But that has gone away.   I only wish others could feel the happiness I feel when I whisper your name, Creator, Great Spirit, Allah, Yahweh, Infinite Spirit, Goddess, Mother-Father, The Force, All That Is, God and oh so many more.   And Oh that they could feel the love when You whisper back.  

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