I wanted to write of peace, then I thought of wars.
I wanted to write of hope, then I thought of suffering.
I wanted to write of compassion, then I thought of judgment.
I wanted to write of the flowing river, then I thought of ravaging floods.
I wanted to write of the beauty of water, then I remembered those dying of thirst.
Instead, I write of the purple iris unfolding before me in peace, love, and beauty.
All that is, I trust, in this one, wondrous moment.
“You are a limitless consciousness, Love, and the One who contains within yourself all that is.”
-Raphael Zernoff
“Being present is being connected to all things.”
-S. Kelly Harrell
“In all things of nature there is something of the marvelous.”
-Aristotle