The aching heart that does not
Understand itself.
The stars seem to know
Just what to say without
Any words at all.
The rivers sing to lovers
When it might not sound like
Anything but rushing waters.
The mountains call out, even beckon, to
The lone and lost of
This chaotic world.
The earth beneath our feet
Grounds our thoughts and lifts
Us beyond the space we occupy.
The air we breathe has joy and
Love and forgiveness for
Our bodies to absorb.
The light touches on the
Soft spots that hurt a little too
Much, until all is healed.
All of God's creation seems to be in perfect
Harmony of thought and deed, working
For our good.
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