Pretty much my communication and honoring of deity lately has been primarily through art, so here is another which tries to express the scope of how nature is everything. We are fools to think are not part of it.
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Here, betwixt the open blue sky and the ever firm altar of earth,
I find myself pressed between these two constants,
whose eternal exchange is the origin of all creation
the sky gave the earth it’s fire
and the earth lets the sky feel the wonder of being held in form,
as it’s light is always being woven
into the the flower, the seed,
the fox, the child,
And it is in this moment I see
the image of all things peel back,
and there are only two waves, two horizons
converging on the point of where I/We merge into all things,
our waves bouncing against each other,
creating new waves,
and new tangles of atomic strands,
as far as one can see - a static frenzy
to which the beginning and the end are irrelevant
everything collides to reform,
to create, to converge back into everything else,
this hourglass turns back, and forth,
and all the grains are in union with stands of violet keeping us close
we are cleansed in the knowledge that nothing ever truly dies
