I have returned
from the mountain
and my feet are still
beautiful despite
the wearying climb
the strained muscles
the thorny bristles
the stony pathway
because I bring
good news
despite the fall
of the descent
the trees are blossomed
the birds are singing
the clouds are drifting
the earth still turns
John Robert McFarland
“God contains everything,
and nothing contains God.” Irenaeus
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