Saturday, November 2, 2019

Peace swings the hammock and times hand spins as days flow thru the wind of this grand silence ‎- I watch as I attempt a break

Speakerphone pings out a number and ‎

I'm out of battery from all myconversations full of movement and grand gestures of words---

And I'm serving 26 for thanksgiving and I think NOTHING of it al all. I can chart and pack and plan and cook and order and service 26 with ease- 

It's the prayer and toast that will cause me some contemplation.

A good man's steps are ordered by the lord and may he delight is the love I step ever into thru and towards.

Amen

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