How to Walk in a Messy World
Illness. Fear. Bombs. Wounds.
Each life has a cross to
bear.
And, dead bulbs raise tulips!
Storms. Drear. Anxious thought.
We journey in empathy,
and, dread resurrects hope!
Why does one live and
this one die? Life makes no sense.
“Why” isn’t important.
Love is. How do I
love? Receive love? Divine Love
always flows. Accept!
Walk with open heart.
Walk with compassion. Be a
non-anxious presence.
Walk in the woods with
fear; imagine bear, snake, wolf!
Without, see violets.
Life is anger. Life
is joy. Welcome both, but do
no harm. Love revives!
“God” is signpost,
pointing to eternal Mystery.
LOVE resurrects all!
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| View from Blue Ridge Parkway- near Dripping Rock parking area |
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| Daffodils -our driveway in Singer's Glen |
