a day early

 

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some days come early

premature

surprisingly blessed

unexpected

at the touch of the Master’s hand

the Universe delivers

like a flourish of birds

to your breadcrumb offerings

leaving you dumbstruck

in tears of gratitude

you relinquish the tourniquet wait

the all wrapped up and out of reach

of five dollar daisies in crystal

peel the suffocating cellophane

limited mind set

give in and just receive

as if the tip did not depend on it

just breathe

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About hrobertson2013

“Each man ( and mermaid) will be like a shelter from the wind and a refuge from the storm, like streams of water in the desert and the shadow of a great rock in a thirsty land”. Isa 32:2 NIV Warning: The author of this blog is not an ordinary individual. Even Mermaids need a rest from all that's real and grown up. Welcome to the wonder of blog. Come be audience to all that's wet and wild in her stories, poems and thoughts. Instructor by day, super hero by night, and mystical mermaid by summer. Whenever she has the fortune of diving into a pond, reservoir, or mountain waterfall, you'll find her there swimming, and singing songs of life.
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