They are easier to detect after the fact. They are uncanny encounters, brushes with the supernatural, where the presence of the Lover accompanies us in a very real way, sheltering, directing, loving, moving, giving life to our everyday existence. You can't totally explain the experience, but you leave shaken to the very depths, knowing that you have been kissed by the Divine.
Monday, September 19, 2005
Precious, little tag-along
I have a little creeper, Who follows me around, Up the hall, down the hall, Until I am found.
When I finally find her, I smile and laugh with glee, 'Cause I love my mommy And my mommy loves me!
2 comments:
Very true and insightful poem.
Especially when climbing over
Smacky.
Thanks gms. The adventures just keep coming and coming. Lots of fun and yes, very enlightening. Thank you for your comments and interest.
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