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Psalm 152 – Death-Rebirth

For every season there is a choice.
A time to die and a time to live,
A time for decrease and a time for increase.

For every beginning there is an ending,
A time for regression and a time for growth,
A time for saying goodbye and a time for greeting.

For anything new the old must go,
A grave must be dug and new seed planted,
A sacrifice made as well as fulfillment created.

The days of our years are numbered by eternity.
What was will never again be.
The songs that have been sung are only an echo.

We are as grains of sand in the infinitude of oceans.
Our consciousness illumines life for only an instant.
We are as nothing in a transcendent now.

And what we have we have not.
What we are we will not be.
What we can become is already
A burden on our shoulders.

Where is my life going? asks the seeker.
To what end are all my choices?
And for what purpose have I been born or unborn?

Yet still will I say my refuge is in what is.
My salvation is in what I do with what life brings me.
My longing is within the sacred.

When I am no more the rains will still fall,
The seasons will swirl into eternity,
And the voice of my lips will be somebody’s song.

For I am not alone in my common humanity.
I am not alone in the journey towards wholeness.
I am at peace where the center guides me.

And I shall live in all my dying.

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This text has always guided me …

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