Shining love and joy they stood
on a stony edge of a forest road,
almost falling into the deep ditch.
I stood looking at them in awe.
Clerical collar and wild Bluebells in harmony.
Exuding peace, I even saw a twinkle;
So easy we could pass in hurried life,
pass the blessings along the road.
I continued with glow in my heart
understanding how all living can sing.
Sing the praise of being here and now.
© miriam ivarson