The above photograph (also my blog button) I took in my other life as a college art student. I just happened upon this feather stuck to a rock at a park near my home. I felt very lucky to have caught the image. My papa, a remarkable spirit, wrote these words to go with this picture. I hope his words bring peace to you as they have to me
An angel greeted me...tiny by
angel measure, but still
a pleasure to see.
I sat and waited...in that tiny
place of sacred space, a miracle
unanticipated.
On holly green the feather lay...a tiny
fluff of angel stuff, of One
Beautiful image and the words are stunning. Your Papa is a lovely poet.
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