Pause.

Clouds, wispy, whimsical,
say “Take yourself lightly.”
This is not a sign.

Cumulus cauliflowers burgeon,
gaudy proscenium for the sun’s high drama,
but don’t call them beautiful. Just watch.

Now a heavy layer the color of the underside
of everything paves your sky. Don’t judge.
Ah, clouds teach like nothing else

to renounce and enjoy,
to be present and let go,
to let it be, to let it be.

Steve Garnass-Holmes. “Clouds.” unfoldinglight.net. Aug 31, 2021.

Be still and know that I am Love.

From Psalm 46. Nan Merrill. Psalms for Praying: An Invitation to Wholeness.