Arms out stretched trying
To wrap a hug around the sky.
Leaves bursting out of their veins
Getting high off of the sun,
Drenched and punch drunk
On each drop of rain that falls,
Whispering hello to the passing wind
And yet keeps still enough
To grab hold of its source,
Digging roots deep down
As the heavens are way up high.
Some search in books,
Carved from the heart’s pulp
Of our greatest teachers,
For the secret answers
That complete our lives.
But there are no secrets except
For the ones we keep from ourselves.
Nature is God’s reminder
That nothing is made incomplete,
That in total gratitude for what is,
We begin to see the abundance
That surrounds us.
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