I have denied you.
When I look, will I find you?
I’ll smile if I do.
Just now I awoke.
Dreamy paths took me your way.
It was a sweet ride.
He admonished me today.
For losing sight.
For talking with false gods.
For seeking their comfort first, or even second.
“That’s not fair to any of us.”
I agreed to take anew His hand.
“Smile.”
“No, I’m too…for pictures!”
“TOO Bad. I just took yours -and no you’re not, you’re perfect. Perfect.”
I glanced at her, this post-baby lady -one on her hip, one at her feet, one on the field- with stretchy cotton dress, good-enough ponytail and thought, he’s right.
Time stopped. My smile met his smile. With an admiring heart, I gave him my best thumbs up.
I love our place.
I honor our Race.
I examine the mud and blood of my path.
What say you
-spirited children?
-neighbors in need?
-hungry strangers?
-weary warrior in the mirror?
I see springboard seeds of loving kindness.
I promise no further discount of me.