Sacred Traveler

Homeward bound, he traveled a different route. This time he chose an unmarked path, one he knew would be more difficult yet shepherd him home much sooner. It would require vigilant navigation that would rely on the trust of his innermost compass. Each step was filled with reflections of tender memories; but no matter how he tried to quell his emotions, the concern for his beloved children resurfaced, weighing heavy on his heart.

As he walked along the desolate path, he felt the warmth of the sun upon him, drenching him with its healing rays. His solitude became eventually dispelled by an eagle he spotted, soaring up ahead.

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It accompanied him for some time, gliding effortlessly through the azure sky with its graceful presence. He felt a familiar sense of brotherhood with the majestic creature and found comfort in its engaging companionship that wisely drew his eyes away from the earth. As he watched it linger overhead, the farmer’s gaze remained fixed on the heavens.

Then suddenly, a strong current overcame it and with full expansion of its wings, the trusting eagle surrendered to the gusting winds. The eagle rose higher and higher, disappearing in the immeasurable heights. Though hidden in its loftiness, its lasting spirit of solidarity beckoned the farmer to follow in its ways.

As the end of the day drew near, he became tired from his travels. With the burden of concern weighing on him, he now faced the steepest climb of all. Though it seemed insurmountable, it was with the trusting imitation of his heavenly guide that he stretched out his wings of faith, hope, and love, and allowed the breath of the Creator to lift him.

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When he finished his climb, he steadied himself on his feet. As he slowly raised his eyes, there standing tall and mighty was a tree unlike any he had ever seen. Its presence filled the sky as its lengthy branches caressed the celestial realms. This wondrous vision, seemingly bridging heaven and earth, filled him with unutterable joy as his heart overflowed with the true treasure of “divine love.” Studded with exquisite blossoms, their aroma beckoned him to draw near with their perfumed invitation.

Exhausted, he gratefully sat down on the grassy throne of earth at the foot of this royal creation. Like the wind swirling through the leaves of the tree, so too were his thoughts and feelings rushing feverishly through his mind. Lost in deep reflection, much time passed.

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…The night sky gradually emerged and covered the earth with a soothing blanket of twinkling stars. Lying under the heavens, he felt a soulful harmony with the universe. In the stillness of the night, its mute language eloquently spoke to him of the Creator’s loving ways. This new alliance with all creation sweetly enfolded him in the vast depths of its love while the whispering winds revealed many secrets.