Even in the dark,
even in the starless night of winter,
the breath of God blows across the land.

Blowing across the surface,
of the earth, of the waters, and into all life,
the One who is love connects us one to another.

In that breath,
is the creating force,
and the hope of resurrection.

In that breath of Spirit,
we all exist.

In that creating, loving breath,
we are one living entity:
human, animal, plant, and rock.

In that creating, loving, resurrecting breath,
I find the peace and essential wholeness of all that is.