Psychic Swansea

 

And the sun rises still.

 

And the sun rises still.

 

 

Dear God,

 

 

When I look at your creation and I dare to say it's not enough,

When I don't honour the life you put in my heart,

When I choose rage over forgiveness and wounds over wonder,

Remind me that I am choosing less than myself.

Remind me that today the earth continues to turn.

That the birds will continue to sing,

and the sun still rises.

 

 

When I infect peace with business and digest my own chaos,

When I lose my mind to ego and stop expressing love,

When I dwell in my history instead of my potential,

When the drama of pain is more enticing that stillness,

Remind me that I am choosing less than myself.

Remind me that today the Earth continues to turn.

That the birds will continue to sing,

and the sun still rises.

 

 

When I pretend I don't hold all the answers and cry “lost” at every turn,

When I live my life for any moment other than now,

When I think of my body as anything other than a treasured gift,

When I confuse wealth with freedom and money with happiness,

Remind me that I am choosing less than myself.

Remind me that the earth continues to turn.

that the birds will continue to sing,

and the sun still rises

 

 

Remind me that I am witness to the life I live inside of,

Remind that I speak the words you've placed inside my mouth,

Remind me that I hear the sounds you placed inside my ears,

Remind me that you are the love flowing through me.

Remind me that rivers run and trees sway,

Remind me that frogs leap and kids play,

Remind me that smoke rises and fires burn,

Remind me that flowers bloom and the moon is always with us.

Remind me that the earth continues to turn.

That birds continue to sing,

and that every morning,

the sun still rises.

 

 

Amen

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