Essential oneness

For what is Mysticism?
It is not the attempt to draw near to God, not by rites or ceremonies, but by inward disposition?
Is it not merely a hard word for ‘The Kingdom of Heaven is within’?
Heaven is neither a place nor a time.

Florence Nightingale

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(morning light at an inlet harbor near Sligo, County Donegal, Ireland / Julie Cook / 2015)

The desired oneness of the created bound to the Creator.
A bridging of the here to the there.
A crossing of the chasm between You and me…

Beyond the noise, beyond the distractions, beyond the life of this world…
He is there…as I am here.
Yet it is in the stillness and the silence within…as well as without,
where He waits…

Pulled and torn from this and that, I struggle to work my way towards Him…
It shouldn’t have to be this difficult, this hard…
but the world won’t allow anything other than her own desires…

It has become a life’s quest…
A fractured journey which consists of splinters and pieces…
The longing of wholeness found in the joy of One…

Hallelujah

“Do not abandon yourselves to despair. We are the Easter people and hallelujah is our song.”
John Paul II
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(blooming Scotch Broom / Julie Cook / 2014)

Today let the Earth Rejoice and be glad
For Salvation has arrived and hope is at hand
It has met us where we are, broken and dazed
Wending its way gently across life’s generational maze

Sun and light skip lightly along this new morning’s land
As Redemption offers to all a most kind and gracious hand
Come dance my love in the meadow sweet
and taste tender Honey’s sacrificial treat

Sweet colors collide all swirling to one
with boundaries now broken and walls all but gone
There is no more shame nor guilt nor guile
for Hope, now triumphant, offers his welcoming smile

The falsehoods all fall and now fade in the light
What once was all wrong is now made right
Fear bravely vanquished with Death now long gone,
Victory has come singing Love’s sweet gentle song

Tender eyes now speak to a heart lain bare
Hallelujah it whispers, you need not care
What’s done is done, I see it not
The war has been won as the battle was fought

Arms stretch wide holding all gently tight
As Grace sweetly comes riding thankfully in sight
Close your eyes sweet child and dance now with delight
For Salvation has come in this new morning’s light.

Happy Easter Monday