Can you flush with joy over the beauty of green trees against blue skies?
Or are you busy chasing green slips of paper and charging plastic cards
That keep you in the game of Better, Tomorrow, and Over There?
I stop and watch how my dog crosses her paws like a lady,
Swell with pride, and sing, “She’s my baby!”?
I let love rise with simplicity when
My sister says, “Thank you for all you do,”
Knowing what she does is beyond measure.
I taste gratitude like coffee. Habitually.
When you say you’ll pray for someone—and mean it—make the time.
Trust you are among the beneficiaries.
Can you, once again, trust your intuition and lean into life’s juxtapositions?
Or do you go for what media moguls and corporate conspirators sell?
Black and white.
Right and wrong.
Them and us.
As if all people, parties, politicians, musicians, moms, and more
Can be reduced to good or bad.
You know better in your dichotomous heart.
How about we invite nature to be our teacher?
Cycles and seasons, anger and beauty, strength and vulnerability.
Dragonflies, hummingbirds, and dolphins defy
While making complete sense.
Eagles from afar can sweep our hearts with majesty. Majesty.
Awe. Divinity. (It’s still here. All of it.)
Then, a baby looks in our eyes
With wisdom profound and simple,
Like green trees against blue skies.
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Love, love love your words, your style, your YOU! I am so happy to be spending time with you. I look forward to reading more of your work.
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Thank you, Paula. Nice to reconnect.