Oct. 18, 2020

When I Was The Forest

When I was the stream, when I was the

forest, when I was still the field,

when I was every hoof, foot,

fin and wing, when I

was the sky


no one ever asked me did I have a purpose, no one ever

wondered was there anything I might need,

for there was nothing

I could not


It was when I left all we once were that

the agony began, the fear and questions came,

and I wept, I wept.  And tears

I had never known


So I returned to the river, I returned to

the mountains.  I asked for their hand in marriage again,

I begged -- I begged to wed every object

and creature,

and when they accepted,

God was ever present in my arms.

And He did not say,

"Where have you


For then I knew my soul -- every soul --

has always held


~Meister Eckhart

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