SEEK
OUT THE GEMS
      Sometimes the joy inside
us can be seen.
      An aura of circled gold,
a halo
      that proclaims even when
we’re down and out,
      broken by the vise of
sorrow, we can still
      look at life and feel
holy by God’s gifts.
      In this imperfect world,
seek out the gems
      that light the road upon
which we skip
      like children in their
hopscotch chalked boxes.
      Trade away the long
face, the upside-down
      quarter moon, the
spritzer of crying jags,
      the cynical outlook of
glasses 
      half-empty, the orders
we give to our bones
      not to dance or embrace
or go out of 
      our way to show love and
contentment 
      to the lonely, the lost,
those caught in a rut.
      Be happy! God created
the world for us.
      Make someone laugh! In
our short time here,
      let’s do it up right.
Thank God we were born.
      #
 
 
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