I walk to the tree of life and sit beneath her canopy.
My thoughts ascend through her outstretched branches.
I listen to her wisdom and praise her for her beauty.
I thank her for her beneficence.
I learn from her guidance.
She offers blessings as dewdrop beads of light on the gossamer string of love, held together as a constellation of thoughts cast between the sunlight and shade, each one a prayer to the Almighty, so delicate, this web, and yet, so strong.
Others join me in this prayer— Our congregation consists of the birds, insects and other creatures who come in reverence and devotion.
In this communion, we breathe the purity and realize the presence of perfection, in a prayer at the tree of life.
Srimati Karuna
Prayer Beads