Greetings,
In the busy-ness of life it is good to reminded that while we rush around, God has things under control. If we have our eyes opened to see, we might even be blessed to be invited into divine moments that we could so easily have missed. Bill Pugh shares one such moment with us in his poem entitled A Little Bit of Paradise.
Our block is a little bit of paradise
… to us anyway.
All manner of birds, big and little, are welcome.
We provide lots of worms and shade from the heat.
There is always life in the backyard
from early morning to the cool of the day.
Birds bring their little ones too,
such good mums and dads, in spite of much squawking
until a morsel is shoved into a gaping beak.
One day the wire door from our porch was open.
Lovely singing was coming from a soprano voice
playing from a CD in our lounge.
As the music floated into our garden
a butcher bird joined in tune to her voice,
pitch perfect.
We lapsed into joyful silence and appreciation.
Surely this was to the praise of Heaven.
May we be aware of our little bits of paradise, and alert to the cosmos inviting us to join in the praise of Heaven.
Blessings – Heather (she/her).