I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Dog is God Spelled Backwards
He has such amazing eyes
this dog
with the anxious soul
brown and deep they look
up
questioning
vulnerable
am I OK?
Do you love me?
Will you treat me kindly?
And what about my treats?
My heart goes out to my
Labrador friend
And I see in his eyes
My own soul
That anxious
Questioning side of me
Looking toward the infinite
The sacred
And wondering
And yet I know
that the hand
that reaches down to me
reaches out in love
its pierced beauty reminds me
that I need never
be afraid
(In honor of Wrigley, who is visiting for a short while :)
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