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A tiny frog sat on my hand,

Longer than I dared to expect..

Oh holy tiny creature!

Reminding me

the blessings of transformation

All start

small.

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That which was

WHAT was that?

What WAS that?

What was THAT!

It scurried across the floor before be and dashed under the dryer…

Well almost under the dryer…

Some part was hanging out…

It was a leg,

A foot,

Oh

You are a toad!

We all may try to hide,

But all of us are really just

Hiding in plain sight

To those who bother to see.

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Spring

The kite circled over us

Three times

Like a blessing of universal trinity

As we ate eggs and cheese

Tomatoes, cucumbers and stories of healing.

.

Bubbles of Italian and ripples of Spanish

Giggles in Punjabi and Taiwanese

Laughter in universal languages of joy

Filled me up as cool water enveloped me,

Sustaining me

Holding me in your everlasting embrace.

.

Floating, I look up.

The kite circling over us again.

The current carries me into eternity

in the crystal clear springs that is Blessed by manatees and tarpon,

Baptized again by You.

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The sun sets

shimmering reflected light into the palm and oaks.

And eyes of all who can see.

The bright of day slides into the dark of shadows.

All is reflected light.

All is You.

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Tiny songs

The little white dog climbed on the table

As I was painting

The little brown bird

Who was singing

The littlest song of Spring.

.

Little things.

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Lesson

Sometimes we play,

Sometimes we nap.

Somedays have both,

But not every day.

Today we nap.

And help the human heal.

Soon we will play.

And nap.

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Bad days

Some days are messy

you just gotta walk on thru them

Somedays

Are a mess

You track every thing with you for while.

That’s ok….

There are mops…

And buckets

And Kleenex.

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How to manage

Cats in pain or pleasure, purr.

Perhaps, we can learn to do the same.

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Dawn

The dawn crested over the marsh

I drove to the airport

And watched Love take flight.

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Bloom

The bed of Earth awoke

Blanket flowers bloomed

Diana in pink danced

And the lions are dandy.

all who passed

Had a Spring in their step.

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Conversations

The goose sat on the grass

While another stood beside Her.

Honk.

HONK.

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We never really know if we being heard

Unless we are in a dialogue

You honk and me,

I honk back…

And soon we can fly off in the same direction.

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