Tuesday's Thoughts - Simply Green Doesn't God Make Gorgeous!

Moss                                           
by Bruce Guernsey

How must it be
to be moss,
that slipcover of rocks?

imagine,
greening in the dark,
longing for north,
the silence of birds gone south.

How does moss do it,
all day in a dank place and never a cough?
a wet dust where light fails,
where the chisel cut the name.

The sun is out in Maryland today. I smiled on my drive to work. The song "Respect" by Aretha Franklin was playing and I sang my heart out. Things are looking up!  hope you have a wonderful day! Jennifer

Doesn't God make gorgeous?

Tuesday's Thoughts of a Gentle Soul

“But tomorrow, dawn will come the way I picture her,

barefoot and disheveled, standing outside my window
in one of the fragile cotton dresses of the poor.
She will look in at me with her thin arms extended,
offering a handful of birdsong and a small cup of light.”
                                                           William Collins

to dream to wander to fly to believe to love to hope to cherish to hold to be free to touch