Rebecca Anne LoCicero
Living with Messages
and sharing that gift
and ability with you.
That is my work.
Looking forward to connecting
with you and for you.
will lead you to enlightenment"
|"I stand upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the
morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until at length she
hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky mingle together.
Then someone at my side exclaims, “There, she's gone!” Gone where?
Gone from my sight, that is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she ever was.
Her diminished size is in me, not her.
And just at that moment when someone at my side says ‘There, she's gone’.
There are other eyes watching her arrival, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout,"
“Here she comes!”
A poem by Unknown origin printed once by Bishop Brent