Feet planted.
Growing deep…
rooted down…
deep into the ground.
Hands up. Stretched high.
Poking through the sky ceiling
and into the dark cosmos depths.
Body
stretched and ribbon long.
Face turned up. To the Son.
Soaking in Love. Peace.
Living a Vertical Life.
Come, Lord Jesus.
His students said,
"Each of Israel's twenty-four prophets
spoke about you."
Jesus said,
"You ignore the living one in your presence
and speak only about the dead."
(Logion 52)
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