Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Distant Hope

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There are some days
When one is drained -
Curiosity is flat
Mental strength strained
Spiritual energy depleted.

Today
Watching a goldfinch
At the thistle feeder
Outside the kitchen window
Is the only intellectual inquiry I can make
And the only prayer I can offer.
Yet today
It is all I need
To see hope on the wing.



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