The Turning

Finding the heart's true home. Today's offering is a poem to inspire you during hard times. Thank you for reading.

These Small Things

There was no Letter from Divine Love today

There is insomnia and indigestion

There is chronic hip and knee pain

And a new twitch in the left eye.

The anxiety lurks, waiting to pounce like a cat (or is it a cougar?)

patient

calculating the opportune moment

But wasn't there warm hugs this morning?

A clear view of the Big Dipper last night?

A kind voice asking which tea, my love, out of the current assortment of boxes upon boxes, kinda embarrassing how many boxes of tea you possess,

but never a rude comment from you,

And loving hands bringing me the mug of chai?

And friends who offers a walk in the woods

And family sending heart emojis

And that sweet card that came the other day

And laughter and food and friends while admiring their personal Garden of Eden

And the birds near

And the birds far

Always singing in harmony

Who holds the pitch pipe?

How did you all decide to sing in tune?

It's all so much joy,

These small things

That it almost eradicates the pain of life,

the walking around in this fragile

shell of flesh

smiling

listening to bird song

cherishing my life with you.

(Photo by author)

Janet Cain

2024