Quiet Time

In the morning

when everything’s collapsing at once

I ask my inner guidance,

stroke her and love her,

and she helps me believe

good things can happen,

more and more, how wonderful,

how exciting, until I explode

my supreme joy

to the farthest reaches of the universe,

full of gratitude for

the impossible working out.

And here we are,

indeed it was done.

Three huge gifts

that were falling off the cliff

now nestled in my lap.

Thank you.  I thank you.

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