A snake knows when to leave its skin behind and does so without fanfare or fuss. Oh, to have the freedom of a snake. Free of guilt and fear. Free of the hamster wheel of thoughts cycling through the endless what-ifs, responsibilities and possible regrets. A snake simply slithers from skin that has become rigidContinue reading “Snake”
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Jar of Stones
I remember hearing a story about a monkey who came across a glass jar full of colorful stones. Being a curious monkey she reached in to take some. With her hand inside the jar she realized she wanted more than one stone so she filled her fingers with all she could hold. When she triedContinue reading “Jar of Stones”
These Hands
These hands with veins like aged snakes and wrinkles gray are getting old But once these hands were small and smooth and held a father’s hand. These hands have blocked the blows of man and faith that tried to confine. But the vastness in these hands cannot be caged. These hands have let go untilContinue reading “These Hands”