Summer’s Invitation
pause.
pause on purpose.
transformation needs all the time in the world as it depends upon the moments —
slivers speckled between life’s rhythms that crave top billing and unquestioned energy;
slivers often steamrolled by the flurry, the pressed, the urgent;
slivers stymied by “boring!”…”really?”…”well?”…
slivers sized just so for mustard seeds and specks of yeast;
snatches that cradle much of life — or more — than my soul’s regular bulk;
glimpses that Grace never misses and tries to pry as wide as Grace can…as wide as I can stand;
purposed pauses…timely portals to priceless pearls.
so be it.
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