Conversations with Nana

To the One we call upon,

in many tongues,

dialects,

and voices.

We use so many names

and we are heard,

we are heard.

Miracles,

energy,

spirit,

all from the same source.

The One,

manifesting itself

in all directions,

in all faces,

all voices,

all names.

All One.

 

March 2008

 

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