What we least suspect, springing
from our unplumbed depths
Mystified, though we shouldn’t be, for
from these depths, we are born
and reborn in each moment
In those depths, God resides
Flowing throughout us
No beginning, no end
Starting as unpretentious possibility
Ending, exactly the same
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Sarah: Thanks. Glad you enjoyed this little poem.
Wow that is good
Thanks Dan.
I like it!
Liquid: Thanks to the best photographer I know.
Amen.