Awakening

I remember the moment
I stood by the ocean
and heard You whisper,
in each wave that encircled my feet,
that the earth on which I stood
and everything in it
is Your body.

The air I breathe
is Your breath,
the sand, Your skin,
the love You feel
painted in
the morning mist,
the pounding rain,
the endless blue sky,
and tulips.

Holy is the crocus opening to the sun.
Holy is the ancient, rooted cedar.
Holy is the mountain gathering clouds.
Holy is the robin singing Your song.

In the morning, thank You, thank You,
In the evening, thank You, thank You.
In the middle of the day, thank You, thank You,
In the deep, dark night, thank You, thank You.
–Sara Thomsen, Rhapsody of Rest

Credits and References:
Canon Beach by Tjflex2. Used with permission.
Awakening by Esther Hizsa, 2025
Tulips from my garden by Randi Hausken. Used with permission

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