this life, this incredible mess imperfect and perfect ... just as it is ~ with its troubles its pains and delights ...
what can you do except raise an eye to heaven in wonder, in thanks ... in absolute bewilderment
I used to know what was going on used to be so sure I knew what I was doing
now I'm not so certain and now I'm not so sad now there is acceptance joy within the pain
laughter through the tears all is well and all is not what can I do except raise an eye to heaven
simply smile ...
That one made me smile, Charlie. And right then Marie came out to my garden office to kiss my smiling face and, Oh, God, what love is flowing now! Tears running down my face. No reason at all, for any of it. No reason.
What sorcery is this that clips the wings of angels and makes fools of Gods?
oh my god, I was just thinking of saying hello to you and here you are!!! .... just lovely, my friend .... I was just getting over a rough day which prompted this poem .... (simply smile ...) ..........