Flight patterns

Early this morning I see a small white dog rolling on her back in the yard.

Joyously!

Moments later I was washing goose poop off her.

Vigorously.

And as evening fell, flying less than an arm’s length from my heart,

A pair of geese pass me going north.

Gracefully.

At the end of the day, I find myself sitting

Thankfully.

About eteal

Reverend Teal is a minister, chaplain, artist and storyteller. She specializes in the human-animal bond and all its healing aspects.
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