from 'While Passing Through'/Winter
Snowflakes—
each exquisitely wrought—
the billions of… us.
Adeeb, perhaps you’ve seen photos of snowflakes magnified—each amazing and beautiful. And so are we, so you and me. Do we need any more evidence for a Creator? Thank you for this comment. -Glen
A Japanese friend once told me about the Buddhist idea that we all imagine ourselves to be separate drops of water - but we are only a droplet for a moment before rejoining the sea.
Mysteries. I’ve had a one-ness experience. But then I normally experience myself as separate. But the Lord’s prayer, teaching us to pray with our and us, nurtures the identification with all... Thank you for looking up this poem and commenting, Suzanne. On aloneness, I express it in the third stanza of Autumn Used to Tell. On identifying with all, in The Our and Us in the Lord’s Prayer. -Glen
thanks, laurie. faultless... hmmm... how does God see us in jesus? do you still love your sons faults and all? pure as the driven snow (do you know this expression) isn't a reality with us human beans, but think of God a la ps 103. amazing, yes? , but we are told God so loved the world... may God help us to have compassion with ourselves and others. -glen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Each of us is unique. Well done.