In quiet, hidden places, the earth holds peace.
It pools there, in the leaves and the waters and the flowers,
and it breathes, waiting.
When a child of the earth wishes, or hopes,
or prays for comfort and relief,
the pools open and their peace floats gently to the petitioner’s heart.
And all you have to do to feel it
is to be still and breathe softly,
welcoming it and knowing that you are dearly loved.
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