
little boy proudly showed the poodle
A story about super heroes.

And there on page,
He had drawn everyone as super…
Including the poodle.
But most importantly
Himself.
.
Be the hero of your story.

silver strands crossed the path.
ephemera shimmering in the light trapped me.
the butterfly glided effortlessly between gossamer threads
And showed me the way.

They met on common ground,
One feral,
One domestic.
She bowed,
She rolled…
And a great friendship ensued.
.
Do not believe those who tell you who to love,
Or who to hate,
Who to friend and who to fight.
Friendship is precious,
It’s never too late.

A day of reflections at the beach,
Where the wet sand mirrored the sky,
And the eastern clouds reflected the sunset.
.
Two people were married as two people walking their dogs looked on.
And a little girl picked up a fish
Floundering above the tide line
And carried it back to the sea.

And the world was saved.
Again.
.
Reflect Love.

She greeted me softly
Wagging Her tail,
Gazing at me with eyes the color of warm molasses
Being lit by the sun.
.
Oh Shepherd,
Thank you.
.
Remember to greet everyone with gentle kindnesses.

Do you see a picture of a bird?
Or
Do You see a picture of the sky?
.
Why?
.
The cries of the hawk,
Filled the skies….
Awakening all that could hear Her
Keeekeeeeekeeeeee.
.
I look up.
I pick up my brush and paint.

I cradle a small dog in my arms,
Echos of another small dog refract in the chambers of my heart
While shards of suffering fall away.
I dream of blue skies
While the big dog has my back.
.
In dreams, We heal. together.

The spider drops down beside Her,
(No Miss Muffet am I)
Dangling there from her hair
She watches ,
Hoping not to get bit.
As the lawn fills with crows.
Who knows what any of these means?
A zebra long wing sips from the daisy-like flower of the Spanish needle
amidst the slender daggers of its seeds.