Thursday, July 11, 2013

My Psalm 29

Thunder and lightning.
Trees dance in the wind.
Whole trees sway and move with a fluid grace
impossible for a creature made of mere wood.
Hands lifted up, upper branches wave and spin wildly in exultation,
Walnut leaves shout silently in sign,
"Praise! Praise!"

Even the trees dance in the breath of the Great Spirit.
How can I remain silent?


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