We must be lost to be found
Surround yourself with God
Get lost in the calm of the sea
Weather storms with tranquility
Uncover the majesty of life
Welcome the injury of strife
It is only in falling that we rise
Our life is like the butterflies
We must find the nectar of each hour
To be attracted to light and not cower
To singularly grace the world we live in
By being present to all that is within

©Kathy Paysen 2009