Encounters

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Just

before I plant,

I hold

that Seed

in the Palm

of my Hand.

Some Seeds

are large,

like those Dry Edible Beans,

others

not much bigger

than a particle of Soil.

I dare not sneeze

in the presence

of those tiny Petunia Seeds.

As I hold

that Living Being

bursting with Life,

I am

face to face

with the Great Mystery.

I cannot make Life.

Only the Divine

can do that.

I bear witness to

and hopefully nurture

this Miracle

called Life.

I am

infinitely small

in the Scheme

of Things.

I am

growing comfortable

with my place.

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Glinda Crawford, 2010

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