The best thing about Sunday is freedom-
the freedom to think about anything,
nothing, everything and more
but only after Saturday’s errands,
catching up and chores.
It takes all of Saturday to unwind,
detox, relax, reset, refresh and
cut the cord to work and worry,
convince myself to slow my steps,
there simply is no need to hurry.
Stepping into nature is my worship,
sharing moments with Creation,
looking to the morning sky
where things with wings,
bright angel beings, thrill me,
fill me as they sing and flit and fly.
Like fire and flame,
his presence came.
Peck, peck, peck,
this tree I’ll wreck
And happy, he
the bluebird be.
We shared a look,
and my soul shook.
I wept before
“You lookin’ at me?”
he quipped and stood his ground,
challenging anyone around.
(i dared not make a sound…)
I am renewed, uplifted, amazed!
Grace, beauty, life, joy-
unfolding before me as I gazed.
In all I hear and all I see-
the message clear is harmony.
Cheryl KP 2018
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