Learning
A kitten too young
to be out of the nest;
maybe her siblings
had pushed her.
She was too young
to know God,
for no one'd had time
to teach about that.
Maybe she'd crawled out,
seeking, not knowing
what she'd longed for,
like being in college;
not knowing which course
to take or study.
Someone grabbed her
putting her safely
into a nest, but
wait! Not the nest
she had come from.
There was warmth,
loving and sharing,
a mother to give milk,
though not the mother
of her birth.
The Great Father
reached to her
whispering truths
she could not refute;
there was no more need
for a nest.
From a dream: Apr. 2nd, 2008
Sheila Kathryn Barrera
http://www.myspace.com/sheila_kathryn_barrera
Copyright © Sheila Kathryn Barrera | Year Posted 2008
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