Cosmic Demolition Derby
There are days words won’t come easily, though I try to coax them with tea and meditation, along with the words of others. Sometimes I’ve got to think about ‘em. But I don’t like to think too hard. What good comes from putting thought before patience and experience? While waiting I simply pray, God I surrender my life, then I smile and feel better because there’s less for me to carry. Eventually words will come. There’s so much spirit and matter colliding everywhere. Life is a cosmic demolition derby throwing off sparks of creativity and love.
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