My Heaven, Part 3

Quaker phone worship,

On mute as my son plays hard.

I see God in both.

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Unspeakable Awe

There are no words that can suitably hold

Nor words with which can be suitably told

The wild and blissful and harrowing story

Of Life and its pain and its sorrow and glory.

All speech and all grasping will utterly fail

To tell of my own insignificant tale.

How much more should we stand in unspeakable awe

Of the unified whole into which we are drawn!

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Path Be Dark

Though path be dark and home be far,

Practice “grateful” where you are.

The road may not be clear ahead,

So simply follow where you’re lead

By the Quiet Voice within

That sings beneath the worldly din.

Though path be dark and home be far,

Hold fast to your Inner Star.

Follow Her to where She sets.

The journey isn’t over yet.

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