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River God ~ Nicole Nordeman Rolling River God Little Stones are smooth Only once the water passes through So I am a stone Rough and grainy still Trying to reconcile this river’s chill But when I close my eyes And feel you rushing by I know that time brings change And change takes time And when […]

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A Prayer to Protect Water – By Claudia L’Amoreaux We call you ocean. We call you sea, gulf, strait, bight, bay, lagoon, river, falls, creek, stream, lake, pond, spring. We call you rain. We call you pool, puddle, snowflake, glacier, dew, mist, cove, channel, inlet, cascade, brook, tributary, bayou, tarn, H2O. We travel your powerful […]

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The Shadow of the Dove ~ Kate Mcllhagga When dawn’s ribbon of glory around the world returns and the earth emerges from sleep – The shadow of the dove is seen as she flies across moor and city. Over the warm breast of the earth she skims, her shadow falling on the watcher in the […]

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God in All Things -By Meister Eckhart Apprehend God in all things, for God is in all things. Every single creature is full of God and is a book about God. Every creature is a word of God. If I spent enough time with the tiniest creature– even a caterpillar– I would never have to […]

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-By E.E.Cummings i thank You God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything wich is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth day of life […]

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Pied Beauty -By Gerard Manley Hopkins Glory be to God for dappled things— For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow; For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim; Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings; Landscape plotted and pieced—fold, fallow, and plough; And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim. All things counter, original, spare, […]

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The Negro Speaks of Rivers -By Langston Hughes I’ve known rivers: I’ve known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins. My soul has grown deep like the rivers. I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young. I built my hut near the Congo and it […]

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The Small Plot of Ground — Alla Renee Bozarth The small plot of ground on which you were born cannot be expected to stay forever the same. Earth changes, and home becomes different places. You took flesh from clay but the clay did not come from just one place. To feel alive, important, and safe, know […]

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