May 7, 2021

The earth is holy.

Where I walk, the earth 

is blessed, the earth is holy.

That I draw breath, the air 

is blessed, the air is holy.

For that spark of the divine, my life 

is blessed, my life is holy.

Creation itself 

is blessed, creation is holy.

For this day, for these blessings, 

for this holiness around me,

I give thanks.


I have lost much in life, but two things remain

steadfast. My wife and the moonlight.


Where there is hatred, let me sow love.

-Francis of Assisi


Ren Powell

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