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      The Window Song

      Laurence David

      Photography by Cathy David

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      The Window Song

      Copyright © 2017 Laurence David. All rights reserved. Except for brief quotations in critical publications or reviews, no part of this book may be reproduced in any manner without prior written permission from the publisher. Write: Permissions, Wipf and Stock Publishers, 199 W. 8th Ave., Suite 3, Eugene, OR 97401.

      Resource Publications

      An Imprint of Wipf and Stock Publishers

      199 W. 8th Ave., Suite 3

      Eugene, OR 97401

      www.wipfandstock.com

      paperback isbn: 978-1-5326-1912-0

      hardcover isbn: 978-1-4982-4523-4

      ebook isbn: 978-1-4982-4522-7

      Manufactured in the U.S.A. August 14, 2017

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      1

      Without a spiritual seed

      the body is like a bare tree.

      The soul is a part of God

      that blooms in every man’s garden.

      Prepare the soil,

      but let God plant the seeds.

      The spiritual seeds that come to fruition

      stem from your meditation.

      The seeds we take for granted

      have yet to be planted.

      The rose half-opened

      hides the strongest scent.

      Thunder claps its hands

      and down come the rains.

      A pure spirit hides behind

      a wall of clear water.

      Winding down a river road

      nothing can stop the inevitable flood.

      The raging river forms

      a natural wall of sound.

      Surrender to a river prayer

      when its spirit pulls you under.

      Ride out each new current

      until all the ripples settle.

      The soul stands alone in prayer,

      like a pool of still water.

      Imagine a riverbed

      to put the flood to rest.

      A fallen spirit is the fountain

      that springs from the earth.

      In time the sea will receive

      the frozen spring.

      Love is an ocean,

      but we must drink from the fountain.

      The sky and the sea

      are part of the same blue dream.

      A river prayer is realized

      when love and nature coincide.

      Heaven can make a body of water

      spill over into the soul.

      The Spirit leads you

      to follow the course of nature.

      Man’s natural image reflects

      back to the instinctual.

      Instinct may lead you to a place

      that’s contrary to reason.

      Instinct gives no thought

      to good and evil.

      A primitive spirit’s only desire

      is to conquer nature.

      Man would be pure

      if he could cure the heart of nature.

      Nature possesses the hope

      that what God has created will praise Him.

      We can see nature

      as our mirror.

      Nature is screaming

      for you to be silent.

      Is there enough hidden truth

      to be found anymore in nature?

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      2

      The higher you climb the closer you get

      to the impossibility of perfection.

      The hope of perfection

      still leaves you searching.

      Getting lost in this world

      is like being caught inside an open door.

      There’s no freedom in this place

      without the constraints of time and space.

      It may take years of traveling within yourself

      before you arrive home at your true self.

      How can you steer clear

      of an internal drive?

      Give way to the wheel

      when it takes a turn for the better.

      There’s no telling which way the wheel’s spinning

      when it comes round to your turn.

      Leave it to the rider

      to put pressure on the wheel.

      Struggling to get back on track

      does not make you equal to the task.

      Don’t be last to join the race,

      but only the first to escape.

      The illusion of victory is concealed

      by an underlying defeat.

      Surrender now to failure

      for the hope that comes after.

      Success and failure are inverted

      to fit into the world.

      In his world success and failure

      is how a man is measured.

      Don’t keep your pearl

      hidden too long from the world.

      A self-enclosed sanctuary

      is certainly never safe.

      Secrecy must protect its privacy.

      The worse disconnection

      is to lose your sole foundation.

      Love with no spiritual bond

      has no foundation to build from.

      Some only worship the search for God,

      instead of the source of their true desire.

      Though we ask many questions of God,

      He asks only one of us.

      Ancient wisdom can never surrender

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