experiencing transformation amongst the towering ancient forest i call home.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
when i sit still
i can perceive my lungs.
i can recognize the softest sounds.
i can reside into the forest floor.
i can halt my thoughts.
i can attend to God.
i can glean from him.
i can discern clearer.
i can burgeon
when i sit still.
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