I AM from the Presence
– the ancestry of Him in
i.
Born of Truth, baptized by Love,
soulfully mentored by Grace.
i,
cradled in the arms of Mother
Earth, learned to dance,
in Halloween costumes of Fall
leaves,
puddle-wonderful ponchos of Spring reign,
summer scandals of sea shells,
and
formal frosty footgear of Winter Wonderlands.
The Transparent Eyeball accounts
for my source
– in all things: “Word”
Up!
As i journey through the
woods in myself
dancing to the pow-wow thunder
of nature’s harmonic counterpoints
– free from dissonance, i have become forever,
while happily discovering:
Every Moment is Thanksgiving
on my journey to “Awe!”
--The Eternal Gift of Christmas.
by
James
A. Porter
