The Breath
is
my shepherd
in
deepest
ravines
highest
mountains.
Secured.
Assured.
Absolute.
Divinity
of all
Creation.
Even though
organs fail
flesh rots
kin feed
bones whiten
scatter.
My shepherd
The Breath
remains.
Divine, Secure,
Assured, Absolute,
for Eternity.
—Keith Knapp, written during a Silent Directed Retreat at Prairiewoods, June 2024
image of a bench at Prairiewoods by Diane Wheeler Dunn