Thursday, April 02, 2020

Little Jumps Of Joy

So I’m porching. Solitude. Except a robin wanting a snack. Trying to catch my breath. Literally. Today is a difficult day. My heart won’t play fair. Today it’s beating me. I’m trying to slow my heart rate and steel my soul. I need to pace myself for tonight. I glanced down. It’s time for spring cleanup. I pay a guy. Dead leaves. Reposed grass. Amongst the debris - little jump ups of joy. See - there’s my God. Renew. Rebirth. Rejuvenate. Resurrection from the deadened. Life amid the lost. Hope. As it was in the beginning ...

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