As I watch the sun rise, I cannot help but think of you.
You occupy my thoughts night and day.
To you, O Holy One, I give thanks.
You are training me in the way I should go, leading my heart, leading my soul.
The deer, the rabbit, the coyote, the red-tailed hawk are a reminder to me of your creativity.
The sunrise, the trees, the snowflakes, the wind...the wind through the trees...
There is no where I can escape, you are there.
To you, O Holy One, I am grateful.
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