"Circling Light"
There is a light at the center of all things, a living warmth, a brilliance, a wild fire of power and wonder and mystery. Our spirits live among the trees, at home in the world, making life, dancing on the air. Our spirits sing the laughing and crying of this world. The breathing matrix of life is complex, astonishing, beautiful, unpredictable, tumultous. Its branches intermingle, its roots entwine. The birds of our souls trace paths through the living and the dying that weave together the shape of this world we know.
But there is a light at the center of all things. The living and the dying, the dancing and the despair, and the singing wings of the spirit are all circling the light. Like stars in orbit we spin, held fast in the embrace of light and love and divine awareness.