prose

there is a turning point  in the morning, beforw the sunrise an unsuspecting 
guest might not know what was to happen, until there is a spot,  a cloud, a 
reflection of light,grander than anywhere else across the sky...

Grateful ! Today I call it grateful- for this house,  to sleep with the doors 
open and hear the laughter of my kids,
Grateful,  for my health and my comfort and all the wealths am afforded, 
Grateful for whatmy tongue speaks and my heart feels, for the goodness and love 
and joy to sparkle into the kingdom of heaven and the legs and strength and 
blessings to grab onto the stars that lift me out and into the kingdom of 
heaven.


Grateful now for the silence
The peace
The sunrise
grateful to breathe in the moist air of love, to ask for christs presence, show 
me the way.....

-k