Holy Father, you who lives, moves, and has being within every dancing atom and every singing cell of Creation.
I thank You for the gifts You have given and the lessons You have shared Sweet Sacred Lord, and as I find my feet and place and path I cherish Your nearness to me. You are as close as an indrawn breath and the simple sensational touch-stone of my feet upon the ground. The kiss of wine and the warm embrace of physical exertion and the erotic inspiration of intellectual stimulation. In the warmth of wine and the cool rustle of leaves in the trees and in the simple strange cledons of this information age, You are there.
Blessed be, now and always, Sweet Sacred Forceful Father of Us All.