i walk down the path after the rain,
the lilies happily drooping and dripping with the gift from the heavens –
people focus on Springtime’s flowers –
when much of the joy is from the showers!
laud the blooms, but the amphibians too –
for
we all have important work to do!
sometimes
little things seem bigger than they are,
somethings
are just the matter of a little time.
all depends on the lens you use to view –
and who is chasing you.
the tiniest of blue trumpets
herald the spring
while the largest of gossamer wings
beats the rhythm
of
life.
my reverie is broken
by loud insistent barking –
i follow the cacophony to a cabinet in the studio,
where angry face met curious.
I remove the dog, much to his dismay
and i hoped the scared and angry one would escape to more friendly abodes.
but
the escape was made
by
the
dog!
and straight back to the cabinet he ran.
But it was not empty at all –
no wonder she had not moved,
it was her nursery!
one never knows the living spaces they are creating for others:
make sure there is always room in your heart for them.
i find myself sitting alone,
longing for You.
Suddenly,
without warning –
my lap is no longer empty.
together we sit,
looking in the same direction….
who can say what each of us longs for?
touch of some kind, or some kind touch?
even looking in the same directions we see different things.
nevertheless –
I AM no longer alone.
Things break,
like bowls and ground and Spring,
Lessons learned,
sometimes at the cost of things that break…
we share
Tales that help us grow
and tails that grow back ,
Our stories are how we create our world.
stay away from predators,
allow friends to help you.
Roses have thorns,
and soft petals –
Bunnies have claws,
and soft fur.
forgive
and accept forgiveness.
Crown yourself with Love and reach for Joy.
when it storms outside,
remember
Peace lies within.
i take out my flute,
and i blow.
the sound of my heart and my breathe mingle a bit
before they exit
in a close approximation of F#.
outside my window
a
crow
laughs.
Daily Practice:
diligent not serious.
STAY.
she cried as her hand –
old, tender frail –
wrapped around his collar.
stay.
she pleaded… or was it a prayer?
Stay.
but the answer must be no.
we must all go.
STAY HERE, NOW.
it is all there is.
NOW.
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