A casual breeze
ripples
across
the whole
pond.
Can a casual act
of goodness
ripple
across
the whole
world?
"We come to give thanks: for earth and sea and sky in harmony of color, the air of the eternal seeping through the physical, the everlasting glory dipping into time, we praise Thee." George F. MacLeod
gifted by a friend who had one
to spare
and knew
I'd be grateful.
Gratitude,
that generous spirit
that sometimes surprises,
spilling
out into a weary world,
welcome as sunrise,
sowing kindness,
germinating
and rising
like new shoots
springing
from the dark earth
ever towards
the light.