Blessed are you who work with goodness who stand for the right who live in truth. For you come to know the Friend who dwells in the secret room of your heart.
You are like an acorn planted in fertile soil that grows into a mighty oak. Your work blesses others, you radiate love; joy delights your heart.
Life and death,
a twisted vine sharing a single root
A water bright green
stretching to top a twisted yellow
only to wither itself
as another green unfolds overheard.
One leaf atop another
yet under the next,
a vibrant tapestry of arcs and falls
all in the act of becoming.
Death is the passing of life.
And life
is the stringing together of so many
little passings.
