A fortuneteller wicked eyed with her mysterious ball

A palm reader  with empty lines of words that fall

A weekly horoscope to catch ones attention

Or a daily piece of devotion to share God’s affection


I pick from among treasured messages

my morning tea lessons

follow your heart one says…

 life is a chance

love is infinity

grace is reality


A so called friend with critical tweet

A former teacher with narrow instruction beseeched

A stranger with a story so prejudice  

Or a loving mother sharing hearts evidence


I search my soul to find true reality

Life demolished no sign of clarity

But behind thy thunder cloud

Lies rainbows with hopes.... OH ! so proud


Say it straight Simple and with a Smile

 guidance given on folded pieces of paper

new and fresh with no signs of taper

waiting at every mile






The End

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