More Than Enough
God smells like cinnamon. Baby's breath. Fresh baked bread. Warm cookies. Sewer Swamp. Compost. Earthen Clay.
God tastes like sweet mint. Red wine. Honey on scones. The lips of a lover. The skin of a baby.
God sounds like thunder. Silence. A bird's call. An infant's cry. My heart beating. Laughter & tears.
God feels like safety. Warm arms wrapped around me. Snug. Gentle. Distant. Knowing. Unknown. Filling every sense of my body.
God looks like the wind. The smile of a child. Weather-worn face. Toothless grin. Rock. Sand. Feather. Life. Death. New birth. Bloody war.
My sixth sense says, "Ahhhhh. Awe. Stop asking questions. Just be. Just be, my dear one."
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