Cathedral
I sit inside the cathedral of myself, and the sacred peace of a holy universe streams in on my consciousness as warmth. I approach the holy inner sanctuary were eternal peace dwells and behold the eyes of my brother, my sister and myself. We embrace in a merging of oneness, expanding beyond every known confine into the great peace held within our love. My sister, my brother and I stretch beyond ourselves into a glorious song of peace. This song is echoed by angels, given to humming birds to whisper softly to daffodils, thrilling the wings of bees with honey. The meadows and the dales of the wide earth take up the lingering strain of peace, bouncing it against the hills and mountains forever. The sweet murmuring of peace is heard by the stars above my head, and with each twinkle they make an increasing anthem that is then added to make a crescendo of peace and joy for the ages to inhabit. New metaphors for the presence of peace arise within each moment to enhance my awareness o...