Bubbles
by Carl Sandburg
Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves.
They flickered out saying:
"It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds."
by Carl Sandburg
Two bubbles found they had rainbows on their curves.
They flickered out saying:
"It was worth being a bubble, just to have held that rainbow thirty seconds."
How precious is it that we have those we love for the time we have them.
How precious it is that we have our memories that we made together.
How precious is it that we will forever hold those we love in our hearts,
our minds, and the very fiber and essence of our being - through eternity.
I talked with a friend tonight who is undergoing chemo-therapy for ovarian cancer.
She told me that she really wants to stick around, that she wants to stay here - in her body.
I told her that I would like that very much.
It's quite something when we have death in our face; whether it takes someone we love
into the formless, or it stands before us to remind us of our immortality and how much life means to us.
We are so fragile. Our life is so delicate; our breath, our perception - the things we so easily take for grated.
When I remember to touch the moment with my awareness, time slows down and life becomes vivid; it speaks to me, and I listen.
You are such a good messenger of love beyond this dimension...blessing and gratitude for your willingness to BE the woman you are in service to life in all ways....love you,Kay
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful. Thankyou, Sharon.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your lovely responses.
ReplyDeletevery soothing
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