God of This New Day
I’ve gone out into the darkness
to listen to the silence
of this night.
I hear the wind rustling through leaves
yet to drop.
I am conjuring blessings
calling back every part of me that is you, too
Overlooked, cast out. Shamed.
Each piece I am picking up, marveling
How we become
WHOLE
Already are
necessary
welcome
an offering of sustenance
creativity and grace
I am going beyond words
harkening the sky above
the cold air surrounding me
the readiness of your breath.