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This
little puddle of creativity which
each of us is is
small, but strong and mighty,
for
it is connected by underground springs
to
the great ocean of life
which
is God;
to
be a single drop in that ocean,
let
alone an entire puddle,
is
enough to transform a life
and
transform an earthly world.
For
that puddle goes deeper
than
human eyes will ever see;
it
is fed and watered by an ageless stream of human tears;
it
is deepened yet by the rains of nature's seasons.
These
wellsprings are eternal
and
flow in ample supply;
these
springs will flow forever;
these
reservoirs never run dry.
The
dryness that comes from time to time
is
a brief and transient state,
caused
by human ego trying to control the flow;
bottling
up tears; interfering with the seasons;
replacing
the Way of the Spirit
with
our own little puny reasons
and
ways of life.
And
when these pass, as pass they must,
it
is like a cloudburst in the desert,
moistening
the dust
and
turning it into potter's clay.
At
last ready to create,
the
puddle overflows
and
becomes a mighty ocean all God's own.
jbs
3/19/99 - 3/12/00
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