And the rains came
when least expected
on the cusp of a slim chance
– or was it no chance?
Tiny wisps first appeared
on the coattails of a wish and a prayer
beefed up by stormy emotions
they clanged together
The banging ring of pot lids
grew and gathered
‘til hunkered all together
to rain their blessed moisture
and slake the garden’s thirst
“Life gets messy!”
says that voice inside
No need to get testy
just let it ride
We’re each and all blessed
with the means to get through
No matter how messed
it’s all Spirit imbued
• • •
I like making messes
and cleaning them, too
I play my best guesses
and, sometimes, they work out
(Ooh, messy ending)
Like fairy dust,
the blessings of gratitude
in your heart
Shower upon you
the ability to soar
I love flying with Spirit…
The most noxious weed
provides the best antidote
for those that would suffer allergy
The most obnoxious person
provides the best antidote
for those of us that strive for perfection
God bless them all…
Just like the pain
when the spine is misaligned
which affects every part
of the experience…
So the discomfort
when not lined up
with life’s purpose
…………………………………….
May you align
each day, each moment
And so, lovingly experience
the natural joy place
