Spirit Dance

The rain in your hair
Mingled with rich earth smells,
And the fragrance lingered about us:
Standing beneath these trees
One wonders
At the deepness of roots
Embracing the Earth,
Mother and Beloved.
Among such greenness
I felt your spirit
Rise with the mist
While all about us was falling
And mine rose also.
Together we stood at the valley
Watching the dance.

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These [trials] have come so that your faith — of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire — may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed.
— 1 Peter 1:7
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