Otter's Song
A place for poetry, prayer and prose
Monday, July 29, 2019
HOLY ODOR
The emptiness within me
Is me, missing my own presence
while I am off on this endless
wild goose chase for wholeness.
God is apparent.
Time and again
holy flowers bloom
around and within me.
I close my eyes,
I smell the fragrance
of my own
divinity.
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