Omnificence Celebrate
Father, You who are the gentle breeze
playing amidst the falling leaves
The gusting ocean crashing
with a sound fierce beyond notion
Father, You who are in the falling of the falling rain
clanging into the metal bucket
creating a delicious racket..
the rain tickling the windows as it races down
filling the well with hardly a sound
You, Father appearing as each and all
exuding love in each timeless nano second
gifting us with your omnipresent significance
weaving us together
from all o’er the plane
for us Your Peace to gain
You, Father, the playful barking of the dogs
the plaintiff billowing of the cows
the chug of the mighty tractor
as it changes its cogs
Truly Father there is nowhere You are not…
You, Father are in the tumbling of the washing machine
as it once again cleans the garments of the dream
the tea freshly brewed
with sunlight catching the steam
Father, You are the mountain experience
who appears as the smile of each of my brothers
You are the Joy of our union
the sacred thread weaving our souls
into a sacred circle
Angel, Bobby, Caron, Daniella – yes you
Deborah, Gina Lloyd, Julie yes you too
Joel, Joshua, Yeshua, Pierre, Roxanna, and Wim
I love each and every one of you
In a way so surprising and wonderfully illuminating
Back to the Father in the gentle breeze
playing amidst the falling leaves.
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