Quiet yourself
Down to your core
For even a moment
And you’ll feel how
Everything is holy.
No need to seek divinity
In only designated spaces;
There is God in every flower,
In every breath.
Drop into stillness
And know.
Poetry, Paradox & Perspective
Quiet yourself
Down to your core
For even a moment
And you’ll feel how
Everything is holy.
No need to seek divinity
In only designated spaces;
There is God in every flower,
In every breath.
Drop into stillness
And know.
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