Life is wonderful in all its aching beauty. I love to love and laugh when I hear others laugh. I even wonder at the wonder of this life when I want to cry and others do to. When goodness passes all to quick and darkness lingers over long I will rejoice in the simplicity that I am alive and human. They say that the darkest hour is the one before the dawn but hail the dawn. I need others. They need me. Symbiosis is really a wonderful thing. To depend upon and to be depended on wow it’s the root of so much of what makes life so soul blowingly wondrous. I hope I can find even inadequate words to express the yes that every beat of my bruised heart speaks. Random giving is my favourite in both having and letting. Chewing gum stuck to my favourite shoes reminds me another breathes. Four lettered angry words remind me I can shape things. Illness reminds me that I am an amazing creation knitted together with amazing grace. When did I earn this right to be left to be. Urine splashes on my just washed floor clear my eyes to see. Clichés can be the deepest truths. The cold makes me appreciate the warmth and snow cakes icing sugar. The serpents cruelty reminds me of the lambs softness. As a car drives past and splashes me with cold, dirty water I raise my voice in a delightful curse that makes me laugh later that day. Disappointment keeps me dreaming of bigger and better. Flowers in the window give off the sweetest fragrance to the nose deaf. My ocean blue eyes contrast magically with their dark earth-like ones. The grass is always green wherever I am it’s magical. My secret dancing and silent singing are heavens joy. My pondering slothfulness a grace wasting beatitude that defies reason. Water is so amazing. Ice and snow, a glass of thirst quench, snowy days, hot showers, duck ponds and a child’s tear. Praise is each smile and Thankfulness every single chuckle. Every retch is an expulsion of oxygen that enriches and heals. Each gulp a knowing of life. Opening that new gift, that new smell that exciting feel of all mine. A shell, a feather, that favourite toy car all so precious. A walk, a run, a dash for life. Am I running to or from? :)