We stood on the lawn gazing at the flickering lights,
Like earthly fireworks,
proclaiming this season of light.
A form in the shadows was also following the light…
Is someone there?
Magi or Mother?
Your feline form suddenly silhouetted against the magic of the night,
You are clearly
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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