Sunday

Because of you

Because of you, my sweet daughter, wheelchairs have wings and surgery is a place for prayer and meditation. 

Because of you, the birds and deer and scampering chipmunk speak to me and I listen. 

Because of you, the sun wraps around me like a cozy blanket and the breeze brushes my hair. 

Because of you, I know peace, gratitude, and unconditional love. 

Because of you everything has meaning. The sycamore and oak speak their wisdom. The chirping birds sing their songs. Friendship is abundant and I try to stay connected. 

Because of you, my sense of purpose never waivers. 

I am here. 

I am aware that I am one little particle of energy in the vast universe of energy. 

You are one with the stars as I smile in receiving your light. 



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