Humming

In the light, shadows seem less frightening. There is interplay, give and take, dancing to the music of faith, humming through the places where we touch.

Will we remember this as the sun sinks beneath the horizon? When we flutter and drift in pieces, petal by petal torn apart? There may well be a rising of fear as we each descend, broken, alone.

When we become a carpet shriveled atop the soil, perhaps we’ll shiver and huddle close again in the chill night air waiting for the rain. Surely then we’ll fully understand our true unity as we merge with the soil.

Shadow and light will no longer seem so startlingly separate, and neither will we. The music of faith will hum quietly, audible only to those who choose to be still, rest an ear on the ground and listen.

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d'verse

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Our World Tuesday

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