Squirrel Medicine
MAY 14, 2014
At the feet
of St. Francis
I see your grace,
the way you dance through
branches, leaping through the sky,
chattering
as you gather and save,
playing
with change,
balancing
the burden of too much
and too little…
Thank you for
these gifts of your medicine,
of setting my heart free,
letting go,
taking in…
of trusting the path
that I can not see…
and teaching me to see
what is obvious…
Leap
over that rainbow bridge
and forever sit at the window sill
of the house in the woods
where our young hearts
fed you peanuts
and delighted
in your bright spirits…
Whitey-Grey and Lady…
We remember.
And bow deeply.
Always.
of St. Francis
I see your grace,
the way you dance through
branches, leaping through the sky,
chattering
as you gather and save,
playing
with change,
balancing
the burden of too much
and too little…
Thank you for
these gifts of your medicine,
of setting my heart free,
letting go,
taking in…
of trusting the path
that I can not see…
and teaching me to see
what is obvious…
Leap
over that rainbow bridge
and forever sit at the window sill
of the house in the woods
where our young hearts
fed you peanuts
and delighted
in your bright spirits…
Whitey-Grey and Lady…
We remember.
And bow deeply.
Always.
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