Life reveals itself
In the smallest
Of things
A rip,
A tear
A line
The murmuring of
Spring
The first step
of children
And the butterfly wing
PWChaltas
Willing servant to the word and art
Life reveals itself
In the smallest
Of things
A rip,
A tear
A line
The murmuring of
Spring
The first step
of children
And the butterfly wing
So simple, understated and beautiful. My favourite yet.
Thanks Heather 🙂
Lovely. One might easily say that God and life are interchangeable in this sweet poem that reminds us to be gratefully present. hugs, pat
Wholeheartedly agree Pat. Hugs back
Peter