Spiritual Direction

Tuesday, July 12, 2022

Companionship


The lightening bugs are rising tonight.
Effortlessly they lift 
and glide
into the darkness,
unmindful of
human ways.
Inhabiting the same space,
we live a world apart. 

Crickets and katydids 
have begun to sing. 
With no thought of me, still
they live their lives entwined with mine. 
As does the dragonfly, buzzing
past my shoulder in the dusky twilight,
hunting insects in the garden.

Do wild things know when
they are welcome?
In return for sustenance
they offer me 
their presence. 
Companionship
mutually gifted,
mutually blessed.



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