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Pardon my muddy feet,
God of raindrops and wriggle worms.
I've been outside,
Splashing in puddles like a child,
trying to rediscover your creations:

Cloak of fog, spider web weavings,
Birds of different feathers
dining peacefully together.

I get too busy to enjoy it.

Thank you for this mud -luscious day
when I am brought to my knees in awe,
The best place to meet you--
as any child knows.

I plan to pray barefoot from now on,
curling my toes and stretching toward you,
becoming like a child,
as you encourage,
so each day can be a whole-body experience.

For it is because of you,
That I am.

Music By Karen
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