god’s haiku

Speechless, but not wordless.

My ‘whys’ were replaced by ‘thank yous’ this morning, birthing god’s haiku ~
A brook with 17 stepping stones that led directly to Eckart Tolle’s roadhouse.

Infinite rooms and hallways there, as blessings erased boundaries in the Now:

All shall be well
May you be filled with loving kindness
Ya Hadi
L’Chaim

~

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