Your Monday Blessing: Orison

The word
God breathed into existence,
to give it shape, was
“please”.

It is often heard as a command.
But in the winds, one hears
the sigh
of the lover.

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Unitarian Universalist minister, poet, husband, father, three-chord guitar wonder.
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