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The Mysteries of Convergence

Poppy's Number Eleven

By Shirley BelkPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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Nature, life, the science scattered in history and displayed in the arts

Which simply cannot be explained in total sum or even in their parts,

Either too beautiful , too lofty, too unfathomable, too complex

for any human mind or heart to gather and this causes us to perplex.

It's not as though a veil has covered a Godly gift from any mortal being

It's just that we are all so busy in the doing, making, talking, dreaming,

that we have quit thinking, smelling, tasting, touching, and even seeing.

Consider the ocean's mighty force being squelched at the edge of the shore

As the invisible Hand of a Halcyon says to wind and wave, no more!

And to each sunrise, each sunset where the earth and sky converge

bring both end and beginning to a horizon, new hopes join and merge.

Even the hard, white wood of a maple tree is really just a shell

It hides the goodness inside its core, the place where the sweet does dwell.

So, let's all stop each day for a mindful rest to see the things worth seeing

and in so doing, give thanks above to the One who gave us being!

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Thank you, Poppy for Number Eleven :)

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About the Creator

Shirley Belk

Mother, Nana, Sister, Cousin, & Aunt. Retired RN (Nursing Instructor) who loves to write stories to heal herself and reflect on all the silver linings she has been blessed with :)

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    Written by Shirley Belk