Hungry Ghosts

You smiled at me from the top of the ladder…

Metaphors fail…

This one is a grey ghost,

One I am supposed to freeze to death in this tropical clime…

They out compete the native tree frogs that bless my life and sing me to sleep.


I, like the this frog, am an interloper on native lands…


How can i discern Your will,

When all is You,

And all is Love?

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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