Once a stick-bug
showed up on my screen door
It was startling to realize
this odd twig was alive
I felt fear
Yet, the stick-bug still greeted me
in his gentle stick-bug way
The Spirit in me
honors the Spirit in all living beings
Joy!
welling up like the laugh
after a slow joke
bubbles up from my center
A never ending artesian well
from Spirit…
Time management
is best handled by Spirit
who knows no time
Yet all time is in perfection
For what is time
but another expression of Love?
They loved to tell stories
and each loved to listen
And, so, their lives were full
Never a dull moment
Spirit loves you
now and always
So let’s keep sharing our stories
with each other…