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poem submitted to "Keeping God-Search Simple" poetry contest, Unseeking Seeker, sponsor, 6/27/2026
Line of inquiry: “Of the fact we are alive, we are sure. All else scriptures say, may or may not be. So presence vibrant, heart pure and demure. As formless awareness we become free." I wake to the fact of breath~ a small certainty, steady as dawn warming the edge of a curtain. Everything else feels like wind-light pages turning in a book I cannot fully read. I keep God by keeping still letting the mind unclench, letting the heart grow quiet enough to hear its own unbroken pulse. “Be still, and know…” (Psalm 46:10) Presence becomes a soft radiance~ not seen, but felt the way warmth gathers around a candle’s invisible center~ formless, yet more real than anything I can hold. Simplicity is the doorway where I set down the heavy furniture of belief~ the arguments, the certainties, the need to name what is already here. In this uncluttered awareness I sense a quiet truth: being alive is miracle enough, and the rest is a gentle invitation to trust what moves through me without shape, without demand, yet wholly holy.
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