"Come further up and further in."
In up to my elbows here:
Children, challenge, partnership, beauty, friends, words.
Bean sprouts unfurl on our table
each leaf seeking and finding light.
I can see their roots sprawl.
Thank you Lord. I'm rooted, too.
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5 comments:
You're rooted up to your elbows!
Sort of like potatoes, but prettier.
;)
Such a beautiful post.
Thanks, Melany! Welcome!
Melissa: Perhaps I'm like a rutabaga?
Ah, to feel so grounded! This
is lovely and so very telling
about you. I feel as though
I know a great deal about
you from these few well-chosen words.
Thanks.........cj
Thanks, CJ! I hope this hopefulness is what defines me, everyday :)
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