Morning Moon – Psalm 115

Stop, Soul, get off ego's train:
trying to be a writer,
wanting to be an artist,
needing to be a grandma;
Spirit me, Love, from station to station.

Look, Church, is there life beneath our surface?
Brainwaves rise and fall;
can we detect a heartbeat?
Emotions appear,
any actual motions?

Listen, People: discern Love.
Trust our Creator's empowerment
for noble purpose as passionate,
compassionate caregivers
for each other and this wondrous planet.

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