Talmud Angels

Sometimes  

we are the Talmud angel

and sometimes

we are the blade of grass,

needing an angel's whispers.

Sometimes 

we are heavy-laden,

and sometimes

we're heaped  and running over

with gifts to bestow 

upon others.

Sometimes 

we are our own True North,

and sometimes we need

a little help to find our way.

The earth, our lives, 

our cosmic journeys ~

all are circles.

We step in

and step out again

at varying turns

of the karmic wheel.

Sometimes, 

we are our bodies,

our etheric bodies connecting us

to higher realms,

of which we are 

not always aware.

The veils part;

and we catch 

hidden glimpses.

On our journeys,

we somehow find each other.

I will be your Talmud angel

when you need one.

And, times when you

may feel alone,

Just Breathe,

Breathe

upon your own blade of grass

and urge it:

"Grow!"

an oldie from 2010, my friends, for Real Toads' Tuesday Platform, where the emphasis is on caring and sharing.