He floated through the sky, everywhere else and everything else when
a
tiny
shiver
ran down His molecules
and so shed from him a
tiny
sliver
of
Him
-self.
And this tiny sliver, this flake, this completely unique image
started falling and looked up at his Magnificent Self as his brothers and sisters fell next to him. And he heard,
"My Children, come back to Me in your time, pure and untainted so that We may become one again."
And the Cloud drifted through sky and some children came back right away, evaporating under the bright sun.
And others joined the streams and rivers and oceans.
A few special ones became the blood and sweat and tears as they gave life, and became life itself.
And off the stems and hot breath of lifeforms of creation the molecules did return to the sky and so too did the flake
completely free of earthly matters.
And then he and his siblings became one with the Father again.
Monday, March 16, 2009
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