There are days where you start late
even though you woke early
Miss your favorite yoga class
end up in a tears over something small
and sit, defeated.
Bits of grace can shine on days like this,
oh yes I know it is the truth
because even though I didn't get to the post office as planned
the post brought my solace:
I hold on to this rock
and remember she whose hands crafted its art...
I meditate on the One who brought sand and silt and water and earth together
and made a vessel out of a human dove
so that my heart could be mended
from across the miles
under this wing.