Horizon 2
For the second time
in fifty years, I’m beset
by Agent Orange.
Having borne guilt, shame,
regret and sadness, I have
no room left for hate.
I am attempting
to be open, cheerful, and
at the same time, brave.
She said, do what you
can. If you can’t, you just can’t.
Nothing else to it.
My mind doesn’t know
what’s real or imagined.
I might as well dream.
My brain tells me to
criticize, to run my mouth.
My heart wants to help.
All prayers are answered,
but God’s rejections
are just Sprit’s protections.
So happy for the
joy in my life now. I am
filled with abundance.
Sirens in the far
distance do not trouble me.
Busy with the birds.
You will discover
unexpected treasure, says
the fortune cookie.
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