Holy Trinity
Holy Trinity
Look for me in the places
where it is hardest for you to find me.
Go there.
No need to seek this out.
When it arises, receive it.
Allow it to be,
resting in the same stillness
that is easily accessible to the mountains
and the trees
anchored peacefully
by their wide, wise roots.
Go there.
Allow the movement that pulls
to tug you into stillness
into remembrance.
This is a holy trinity.
Allowing, receiving, remaining still.
A version of this poem was originally published in When Silence Speaks: Messages from the Heart.