God or the Tide of the Universe?

Beyond good and evil Where does spirit abide Washed up by the tide Of the universe? Chosen By God. Inspired by words by Richard Rohr: “Your True Self is that part of you that knows who you are” (Immortal Diamond)

Growing Imperceptibly

Each growing imperceptibly Earth universe Ourselves Each reaching Into Eternity.

Not Alone

~ Not Alone ~ We Belong ~ Here On earth ~ And in The universe. ~

The Greatest Reality

~ How does it begin This flowing of divinity ~ Within? It is a mystery ~ As the universe Is a mystery ~ And yet The greatest reality. ~ Inspired by Richard Rohr's book 'The Divine Dance' ~ Image by CharlVera from Pixabay

Wonder

Under  A stupendous dark sky  ~ Venus  And the moon  ~ Shining  In brilliance  ~ We really look out  At a beautiful universe  ~ And we respond  With wonder.  ~

Glimpse Eternity Through Your Tears

At that particular moment You became ~ Having already Your nine months’ existence ~ Yet now you dared To leave one womb ~ For the nurturing power Of the universe shared ~ With everything visible And invisible ~ Now you were entire Yet still so entirely dependant ~ And though you cried At mortality ~ …

Before I Came To Be

Before I came to be ~ Were trillions Of galaxies ~ An infinity Of particles ~ In an expanding Universe ~ And yet I attach significance ~ To my personal life And here ~ Create lines My human verse. ~

Discovering Your Being

I flew all over The universe ~ But was nothing But a flying ~ Collection of particles Until I discovered ~ My spirit In the depths ~ Of my own Being. ~ Inspired by Thomas Merton: "Even if man flies all over the universe, he is still nothing but a flying ant until he recovers a …

The Divine Being Intuited by Us

All, all Somehow bearing ~ Something Of that divine ~ Being Beyond ~ The perceived Universe ~ Dwelling In invisible light ~ Intuited Somehow ~ By us Who think ~ Through shadows And night. ~

The Forces of the Universe

. Nothing between the trees and the far star . So open to the forces of the universe . And I share Their vulnerability. . Van Gogh, 'The Starry Night'