Some of what we love
we stumble upon —
a purse of gold thrown on the road,
a poem, a friend, a great song.
And more
discloses itself to us —
a well among green hazels,
a nut thicket —
when we are worn out searching
for something quite different.
And more
comes to us, carried
as carefully
as a bright cup of water,
as new bread.
Image credit: "Holding My Stress in a Teacup," painting by Shiloh Sophia McCloud (originally color).
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