Look At This!
I was sitting
on the couch
with My Maker,
morose and mawkish,
examining
all the Reasons
I should be
Ashamed
of My
Scared and Scarred
Little Ego,
“So Sorry,”
I said,
“for this
narcissistic, lazy,
underachieving . . .”
“Oh, be Quiet,”
The Maker said,
laughing.
And The Maker
thrust a
Light Hand
into My chest
and pulled out
a tiny,
burning,
Pebble of Brightness.
“Look at This!”
The Maker said.
“This is the
Part of You
that’s made of
Love and Light and Laughter,
that longs to Be
a Gift
to All That Is,
without Regard
to All that
Comparative
Claptrap.”
“I Adore This.”
“Now,
go give It
to Someone
Who needs It,
there’s Plenty More
where That came from.”
And then I Knew:
When The Wise Ones Say,
“Find the Divine
in Every Being,”
They’re talking about
That Pebble.