Listen carefully …
The splatter of raindrops … the patter of tiny feet on the floor …
When you take the time to listen, you hear all this and more.
Life is passing by you.
That’s the nature of its ways.
It flows and it meanders
Through the nights and through the days.
You can become so busy
That you fail to see the magic.
To miss the details is a destiny quite tragic.
So pause why don’t you … often.
Then, your gaze why don’t you soften?
Take in the broader picture and the details small and large,
And you will find that it’s not you who is in charge.
There is a greater hand at work
Painting with a brush both broad and thin
But the strokes go oft unnoticed ‘til you pause and go within.

You are so very loved.