THE SPIRIT MOVES

A spirit moves
like the giant walls in Moki Canyon
Down to the channels end
and back out again
a spirit moves
A spirit moves
like the awesome bodies of water in Lake Powell
Observant, sometimes quiet -
sometimes loud -
Laughter gently rippling
along the water ways
The Spirit moves in on us.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

LITTLE CHILDREN

Little children
Give their offerings
In their individual way.
Feel His presence
Unawarely,
Kneel in silence,
Tradition wise,
And say their needs
In form of praise.
Seek no answers,
Undenying,
Satisfied to know He lives.
Gently walking close
Beside Him,
Softly calling out His name.
Content to play with
The mind He gave them,
Laughing-
Crying-
Looking for the dying-
Innocent, and unafraid.
Little children
Sing to the Heavens
Request of eternal reign.

ZCMI 7/67

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