(Written March 11, 2009)
Here I am in the midst of life
Watching, wondering, in awe of everything
Clouds weaving in and out of strange and wonderful shapes
Trees moving in time with the wind
Stars, our protective nightlights, sparkling in the sea of black blue
Surrounded by constant beauty
What could I have done to deserve the gift of this world?
A symphony of people, opportunity, places to see
Life was meant to be
More than one can comprehend in a single moment
The fear of what we cannot understand
The comfort of a friend’s voice, and that of a warm hand
The dark becomes light at just the right time
It is silly to think
That there is no divinity within and without
There can be no doubt
There is more to this existence than what our senses tell us
We lock the suspicion in our hearts
There is more
There MUST be a beneficent Conductor leading this symphony
This Conductor has given us a gift, a chance
A chance to become our full selves
Life is our gift…
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