The loving touch of the Creator is everywhere - seen and unseen. It is felt as awe as I see outside my window the dark and graceful branches of bare trees, so silent and still. It is mirthfully revealed as a child dances to the beat of a subway platform band and because I can feel and see and know of the Creator's touch, it is inside me.
It is knowing that to find it, I need only look inside myself. There is no there; there is only here and only now and it is enough. It has no needs; it only gives and its beauty and compassion silently, gently flows.
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