| You could easily
substitute the word 'Goddess' for 'God/Lord' or even the
actual name of your chosen diety. This is so
versatile! (I left it in its original state for clarity
*smile*)
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Buttprints
in the Sand
One night I had a wondrous
dream,
One set of footprints there was seen.
The footprints of the Goddess they were,
But mine were not along side Hers.
But then some stranger prints appeared,
And I asked Her, "What have we here?
These prints are large and round and neat
And much too big to be from feet."
"My child," She said in somber tones,
"For miles I carried you alone.
I challenged you to walk in faith,
But you refused and would have Me wait."
"You would not learn, you would not grow,
The walk of Faith you would not know.
So I got tired, I got fed up,
And there I dropped you on your butt."
"You see, in life there are such times
When one must strive and one must climb,
When one must rise and take a stand
Or leave their butt-prints in the sand."
(Anonymous)
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Nature
the Gentlest Mother is
By
Emily Dickinson
NATURE
the gentlest mother is,
Impatient
of no child,
The
feeblest of the waywardest.
Her
admonition mild
In
forest and the hill
By
traveller be heard,
Restraining
rampant squirrel
Or
too impetuous bird.
How
fair her conversation
A
summer afternoon,
Her
household her assembly;
And
when the sun go down,
Her
voice among the aisles
Incite
the timid prayer
Of
the minutest cricket,
The
most unworthy flower.
When
all the children sleep,
She
turns as long away
As
will suffice to light her lamps,
Then
bending from the sky
With
infinite affection
And
infiniter care,
Her
golden finger on her lip,
Wills
silence everywhere.
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