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a bluejay and mockingbird
in close-quarter combat
In today’s world, enough is never enough for the many who always want more! Even animals seem to exhibit the desire to hoard, to keep it all for themselves whether they need it or not. However, if we are blessed with enough by God, we are called to share and provide for those in true need such as children, sick, elderly, and widows. Blessings and peace.
quivering sawgrass
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focused on the same spot
we wait, the hawk and i
How gorgeous the red-shouldered hawk looks in the morning sun, so intent and alert to its environment! Yet it allows me to stare and marvel at its uniqueness and beauty without any apprehension. I am so thankful whenever Serendipity chooses to expose her hidden secrets to me as she did at this moment.
“A taste for the beautiful is most cultivated out of doors”
Henry David Thoreau
Out of the chill wind, I lean against the sun-warmed brick wall. A brief mid winter warmup lures my thoughts toward coming springtime in south Louisiana.
limp banana leaf
a young anole warms
in the winter sunfeeling the sunlight on my face
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I too thank our loving God
An impatient commuter honks his horn at another car! For the moment, I am brought back into the real world where we humans continue our endless, chaotic struggle of cultures, morals, religions, money and power. But only briefly, as then I let my senses flow back to the blessed solitude, peace, and oneness of God and nature, to the promised hope and deliverance of my Christian faith.
“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find…”
Matthew 7:7
Americans and the world must heed St. Teresa’s words now! She joyfully spoke God’s message of love and care to all who would listen. Blessings and peace, my friends.
clerk’s sad face gone—
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another smile blooming
from a smile
I have always been a fan of Michael Dylan Welch, and his haiku always leave me with warm feelings. Welch’s Beach Fire haiku below brought a memory and a smile to my face, as humming has been a fallback for most of my life. Memorizing poems and songs has always been an problem for me, so I have become quite good at it over the years. In fact, I find myself humming almost all the time when I am engrossed or concentrating! Perhaps that is significant?
crackling beach fire —
we hum in place of words
we can’t recall
Butterfly Dream: Beach Fire Haiku by Michael Dylan Welch
Searching for Serendipity 