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November 2009 
Morning jog in God
Posted on Apr 17th, 2009
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PJ
PJ
Father,
Great Spirit in which I dwell,
this space I am running in
is my place of worship,
nothing here
belongs to me
but all is mine
to use.
In the back
of my eyes
your loving
omnipresence
catches the morning breeze
on the skin of your mountains,
the birds carry the song
of your vibrating thoughts
through me
while I run
alone.
and also
a whole universe
never at rest.
I run,
legs not belonging
to anybody,
a place of joy
the running,
the barking of a dog
somewhere between ears
I call "mine".
How can I express
the truth
of this
presence,
this now?
My lover also,
naked
in the landscape,
a marble Venus
under the caress
of a hand I used to call mine.
I give it all back to you Father
it was my illusion,
the marble lover
and the caressing hand
only this "You",
I call "me"...
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Nothing belongs to me, but all is mine. WOW
Ah, my wise friend. Noticing what is and living in the paradox. You are that, I am that … it IS what is! I bless you and bow at your luminous being.
Jeannie, Satya,
I hug your luminous body…