Beads
03.08.06 (8:59 am) [edit]
The beads slowly slip thru the fingers,
In a natural unhurried rhythm,
Calming the mind,
Relaxing the tension,
While the gently fingering of the beads
Frees the mind from unfocused thoughts,
Allowing the silence to grow,
With the whispered prayers
Like a quiet hymn keeping company,
the inner silence held.
The heart expands
To the promptings of grace….
The growing inner peace
Centers the mind and heart,
Allows one to feel,
And to respond to
The every growing light
Seeking healing and peace for all
Encompassing the world
Bringing all without reserve
Into ones heart
Lifting them up to the loving Presence
For healing and forgiveness.
Our oneness experienced
In God’s eternal moment
That is the true reality
That contains all human moments
Bound by time ever before the Presence...
Ever known and loved.