waiting for us

sometimes it happens
walking our familiar grounds

that the overlooked glows
with new a light

as we soften and slow
into the spaces that surround us

as the mind grows quiet
beauty reappears

in our home, in our friendships,
in nature

as we connect tenderly
we see again, as if for the first time

the beauty that is
waiting for us

arrival of forgiveness


there have been years
when forgiveness
could not enter my heart

when the time of forgiving
and being forgiven
had not come

the leap into a burdenless
present seemed impossibly far

and then . . . it happened
almost in spite of myself

an opening of the heart,
touching tenderness,
healing, a fresh start

the arrival of forgiveness
is still a mystery

yet the waiting for it
is so much sweeter
while patient and welcoming

the little animal

find that little animal within you
that thrives
on any sort of drama
and take it out to lunch

then, when you sit together
listen respectfully
to all it has to say

you don’t have to do anything
you don’t have to agree
or argue, just listen

and when all the talking
and good listening is done
invite everyone to play

playing
for the sake of playing
for the love of being alive