The River Jordan
Standing at the waters dividing edge....
Watching the sparrows and dragonflies flying by
Spitting into its mirrored reflections amid these
Shimmering thoughts of being as one; life ~
Walking down its banks and gazing into the sky
Searching....
Sacred verse; flowing currents and swaying flowers
Jewelweeds, colourful turtles and curious mallards
Butterflies dancing afore fascinations bloom; purity ~
A chorus line its blessed light and unknown night and I
My own hands; before the altar carved years ago....
The precious name of “Christ, The Messiah.”
Turning toward the north to pass, this sweeping sun ~
Spirit in hand; spitting into the waters of mirrored
Moments as One, with my Soul....
Searching beyound the currents flowing inside these eyes
Nature, life, tides and tides; time, standing at divisions edge
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....“Again, At The River Jordan” ~
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