Through the soles of my feet
I draw up your energy,
O God,
that flows through the earth
and all growing things
that nurture and sustain me.Through the crown of my head
I absorb your energy,
O Sun,
that makes all life on this earth possible.My body is not a prison,
but a garden of Eden,
where you and I can meet and play.
I draw up your energy,
O God,
that flows through the earth
and all growing things
that nurture and sustain me.Through the crown of my head
I absorb your energy,
O Sun,
that makes all life on this earth possible.My body is not a prison,
but a garden of Eden,
where you and I can meet and play.
© Sr. Sandra CSBC
10th February 2015
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