Will we meet our true maker? Will we see who we are?
I took a walk this morning pulled back to my designer, in context of earth’s woodlands, and nature gates, I found a being, a spirit, a king, who was speaking to me through the tree tops, the rocks, and the earth.
I walked into the wild frontier. Back to the gates of Eden’s woodlands and mountain passes. For Eden is alive in the temporal, it issues forth from eternity into our midst in evening light, in songs sung by blue jays, and in mountain air fresh off the morning rays. I am Eden’s caregiver, I am Eden’s birth giver, I Am.
~The Child of Creator
~Response to the smile and joy of Creator who meets with me in the wilderness of earth.