The Misty Morning Fog.
Arising to the misty morning fog
that beautifully softened what could have been a bleak view
caused me pause and made me think.
It made me think how a bit of fog
might help the way we critically look
at different people and different situations.
Ones we think are clear,
and we think are bitter,
but we really don’t understand.
Maybe a little spritz of magic mist
is what we need
to spray on our hearts
to prevent us from
so harshly judging
the things we believe.
A magic mist
to soften our views,
to soothe our souls,
to unlock the love
Happy Valentine’s Day!
May your day be filled with peace and love.
Cheers & Hugs,
I pass this sign, and many others like it,
on a daily walk with Charlie along the country road we live on.
The other day, in particular,
it struck me as being so sad.
What is so important that we must stop people,
that we must block them…. from entering what we feel is ours only?
I wish there were more "All are Welcome" signs along the road.
I wish there were more "C'mon in," "My House is Your House," "Peace to all who Enter."
Remember the song we sang as children?
"This land is your land. This land is my land…. This land was made for you and me."
Let's open our hearts.
Let's open our arms.
Let's open our eyes.
Let's open our ears.
Let's open our homes.
Let's open our land.
And if you have time, I urge you to quietly listen to this deeply moving version of "This Land," by a young Bruce Springsteen from over 30 years ago.
Let's keep trying!
This land was made for you and me.
Cheers & Hugs,