Wednesday, 30 June 2010

Shekinah's wind

Shekinah's wind moves quietly
It whispers of divinity
With these eyes I look and see
Eight herons fly in unity

They glide into infinity
Flying slowly, gracefully
With all the beauty that I see
I sit with pure humility

On bended knees amongst the weeds
Surrounded now by bumble bees
Covered by the shady trees
Breathing deep into the breeze

A beating heart now opens wide
A wave of love, a rising tide
Shekinah's wind moves deep inside
And on these waves of light I ride

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