~by Monica R. Ashbaugh, 11/21/16
Sit at my knee
And let me share with you the gospel.
There is no counsel wiser than the wind.
There is no truth greater than birdsong
There is no baptism purer than rain.
There is no host sweeter than communion of summer blackberries
There is no Light more radiant than the Sun nor glorious than the night sky.
There is no cathedral holier than the forest
But better, I shall forgive you
For you cannot see through stained glass windows.
Let me show you how to live.
Blessed are the holy heretics, for they are the teachers of humanity.