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Footprints in the Wind^sm # 1000

A baby’s smile
for me
G*d is

We disappear, baby and I
leaving only the smile
G*d is

Please pass it on.

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The living we seek is not simply breathing but much larger, being connected with the !—the part of us universal, active, infinite, personal, and eternal. The heart, the real. This living comes to us as our voice, our self, our song, our message, and countless other ours, more deeply personal than myself. Immense and small, this living.

:- Doug.

The politicians these days do not know how to do their business. They may know what their business is, and in what direction they seek to go, but the broad bridge between is in the fog for them, so they slog through the slough the mud and the clutching shouting screaming to get where they want. But the fog is not in the air rather in their own eyes and hearts, and the way is clear: open.

:- Doug.

Life is dynamic
Life is moving
Its purpose is not rest
But meeting, living
Every now

:- Doug.

Into your skies
the blues between
are opening out
opening space
opening living
for us:
this day
this holy day

:- Doug.