In Laughter and In Gratitude

You whispered me from nothing into the dancing colours of existence

I opened my eyes and found pastures to my right,

Still waters to my left,

And the sky unfurling above me with an array of stars

And you, my Shepherd, watched over me as I danced and laughed about.

Weaving myself through the green pastures

I discovered with wonder the trees, the birds, the stars, the Sun

Weaving myself through the days and nights,

I grew older - and reality lost its spark of wonder

And then winter came.

I closed my eyes for a moment,

Opened them again,

And this time found myself face to face with my Shepherd, my Maker

The One who directs the stars of the night and the feet of my soul

His eyes drowned mine,

And winter blossomed into spring

Weaving myself through the green pastures

I danced in laughter and in gratitude,

Grateful for all the summers

You have deigned to bless me with

And grateful for the melody of miracles You, my God, have whispered through my life

Wandering

Walking in the middle of the night

In the middle of nowhere

I follow an unlit path that winds and winds 

And takes me to some invisible meadow

But it is not a meadow that I want

What I want is to climb the highest mountain 

And to stay there forever

Am I sleeping and dreaming

Or sleepless and walking?

Where is the line that divides dream and reality?

There never was any line, I tell myself,

And I pluck a few stars from the brooding night sky above me

They glisten like shiny pebbles in my hand.

I laugh silently,

And I grab a dozen more stars -

And then with a flourish, 

I take hold of a corner of the blanket of the night sky

And pull it tumbling to the ground.

Behind it I see a bright blue sky,
Lit with the everlasting light of the Sun

I was walking in the middle of the night

In the middle of nowhere

I am not lost anymore

I have brought myself the dawn,

And now will I search for high mountains