What if all my words were seeds,
each one giving birth to a world?
What if I were a spring
and people drank from me?
God, guard my mouth
that I may speak only truth,
say only life-giving things,
utter only what is good.
Even in times of conflict,
times of outrage,
may all that flows from me
be a clear stream of beauty and life
rising from your deep grace.

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Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net
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