Cycles of Joy

The lemon tree is full of green lemons ripening slowly in the sun.

The leaves are sparse,

Having been eaten by caterpillars .

The chrysalis, looking like a turd, hangs empty

As Joy emerges….

As large as my open hand.


And then She arrives and begins laying eggs…

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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