A new season unfolding
Even if difficulties threaten to consume us, we can find “glimmers of a higher cadence working / deep within us,” which rejuvenate and heal, as this poem conveys.
Racing thoughts crescendo – the
mental foot pushing to the floor some
pedal of limitation, chasing fading
hopes to stay afloat – until enough
is enough, and it all comes to a
screeching halt.We can embrace this standstill, and
sense an impetus that waits to spring
so fresh, poised with a different timing,
like that of flowers opening artlessly;
glimmers of a higher cadence working
deep within us – God, pure Spirit
itself, irresistibly unfolding to us
the truth that reflecting His freely
flowing good is our divine nature.It is the Christ – message of God’s gentle
healing love – infusing all corners of our
lives with infinite spontaneity and
immediacy, showing us a rhythm that
never wears out, but rests us; the divine
harmony with no breaking point.Our thought aligned with Christ, Truth,
sets a sweet tempo for daily tasks, for
moments of kindness without constraint,
for shared joy with no last drop – a
momentum that blesses ceaselessly.