Walk Meditations 1

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Shadows, morning walk – June Perkins

Shadows

Softly patterning
walls into art.

Swiftly chasing
dreams trying to start.

Shattering
so many of the young.

Unwinding optimism
into flyaway threads.

Yet insight
might lie in their arc

-softly pattern recovery
beckon its start.

(c) June Perkins

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No Geometry

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(c)Image June Perkins

The rain itself hath no geometry, no limits, no form, but it taketh on one form or another, according to the restrictions of its vessel. In the same way, the Holy Essence of the Lord God is boundless, immeasurable, but His graces and splendours become finite in the creatures…

-`Abdu’l-Baha, Selections From the Writings of `Abdu’l-Baha

For more see Nineteen Months