I was at the window
when a fly near the latch
was on its back spinning—
legs furious, going nowhere.
I thought to swat it
but something in its struggle
was too much my own.
It kept spinning and began to tire.
Without moving closer, I exhaled
steadily, my breath a sudden wind
and the fly found its legs,
rubbed its face
and flew away.
I continued to stare at the latch
hoping that someday, the breath
of something incomprehensible
would right me and
enable me to fly.
When we're spinning and don't feel as if we're getting anywhere, if we continue to wait and trust, we never know when or from where the rescue might come--that breath of fresh air--the gentle, ever so refreshing breath of the Spirit. And we will again mount up with wings and fly!
On this "Someday Good Friday" this invites me to reflect more deeply on the "Something Incomprehensible" - HIS TENDER MERCY - "that would right me and enable me to FLY"!
"Who is Man that YOU should care for him?" Yet, HE does, so MUCH so that HE became 'that fly' so that this seemingly insignificant pitiful one may "have LIFE and have it Abundantly".
God, our Father, in peering "At the Window" of that "SOmeday GOOD Friday", could NO longer think of "swating" those pathetic and unsightly Creatures "spinning, going nowhere", because they NOW resembled HIS SON - Jesus -and "something in their struggle was too much HIS own".
Do we RELATE in such the same INTIMATE WAY?
SUCH GIFTS
I've been listening to the trees all my life
Fifty years later,
I UNDERSTAND
They have been talking to me
Whispering, willowing waves of branches
and leaves
Saying we love you
We are the tickle in your eyes
Whispering words of peace
Soothing your ears in times of grief
Singing to the joy of emptiness
We smooth away your fears
We bathe you in the grace of giving
Giving is the greatest gift
Giving away your name
your ego
your shame
Giving you forgiveness
This way you have learnt forgiveness
Giving what you have learnt
forgiveness
Knowledge is a sharing gift
How can kowledge be a secret
The wind is heavenly music.
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