aging grace

white fuzzy seeds blowing in the air

some have become integral with these dying leaves

reminding me of the parable of the seed

the Word

 

for these leaves

these Words are softening the letting go process

their faith lighting the way

 

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some words that are sticking in my head from a song we sung today at church...

 

"...as we kindle Sparks of thought your Spirit sends.

Sanctify our search for knowledge

and the truth that sets us free.

Come, illumine mind and spirit

Joined in deepest unity"

 

from "Holy Wisdom, Lamp of Learning", text by Ruth C. Duck, Beach Spring Sacred Harp Music

 

Done