focusing on keeping her motives pure
She let go of that which she could not praise
editing and edifying all things with love.
for the hands that winnow are love and so is the salt that seasons
coming on a whispered prayer, a fluttering breeze, a crashing wave
it matters not
love is the benediction.
this reminded me of my mother. she offered up all of her tasks and chores to God for the sake of others she loved.ReplyDelete
As it should be.ReplyDelete
More of us need to do what is said so well in the second line. A wise, graceful and serene piece.ReplyDelete
really nice last line....ReplyDelete
and i agree that second line is where it is at....
Thank you so much for the return visit.
You got it going on.
Loved your Loving 55
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
What a very good way to live life. And I agree with Brian, great last line.ReplyDelete
This is absolutely beautiful. Sounds like a wonderful philosophy of living.ReplyDelete
Visiting from G-Man tonight!
...and I'm sure she was a very happy person as holding on to all that stuff just rots one from the inside out. Lovely.ReplyDelete