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Friday, April 24, 2015

A Little Pool of Grace



Wild Woman's pet raven is looking at her
through her pince-nez.
Sp(b)eaking in her gravelly voice.
she croaks,
"My dear tired friend,
do try to stop
pushing the river.
Surrender
to the water's flow,
and soon you may find yourself
floating
in a little pool of grace."

Day 24

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8 comments:

  1. GailApril 24, 2015 at 8:55 AM

    I need to take the raven's advice.

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  2. ninotazizApril 24, 2015 at 9:15 AM

    A wise raven there Sherry. How are you my dear?

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  3. Myrna R.April 24, 2015 at 9:17 AM

    So cute, your pet raven. This poem is delightful, prayerful, beautiful.

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  4. Vandana SharmaApril 24, 2015 at 10:14 AM

    :) charmingly enticing

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  5. SoumyenduApril 24, 2015 at 12:40 PM

    That's a beauty!

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  6. MaryApril 24, 2015 at 4:09 PM

    We definitely have to go with the flow....we can't push the river even if we would like to!

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  7. Sumana RoyApril 24, 2015 at 8:37 PM

    ah...we need to possess that ear to get that golden advice...may God bless our dearest Wild Woman..

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  8. grapelingMay 1, 2015 at 5:00 AM

    I should take that advice, too ~

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