Moments of Reflection
Sometimes I take a stroll through the woodlands or sit on my front porch and just think about...well, things. Yes, think about...well, things. I have no real cares or worries. Anything I would be concerned about is beyond my control. You might say, “it is what it is.” I like to think that I observe things. Yes, I observe things, and I draw great comfort from knowing the Powers that are far above and beyond me are in control, and there is no need for me to fret. As I watch the birds and the animals, I can see that they, too, feel as I do. They go about their daily business of living their lives with some knowledge that a higher Power is providing for them and watching over them.
birds floating on air
know nothing of gravity
“it is what it is”
FIRST PLACE WINNER
Written March 27, 2021
For “Moments of Reflections” Contest
Sponsored by Malabika Ray Choudhury
Copyright © L Milton Hankins | Year Posted 2021
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