What to Expect
by Jean Sheldon
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What to Expect
The spaceship Galileo found Jupiter different than what we expected.
What did we expect?
What did we find?
What drives us to understand the farthest reaches of the galaxy and ignore the universe within?
Keep the faith NASA.
Keep the faith human kind.
A mother, filled with fear, sucks her children back into her womb.
"You will be safe here," she whispers, and pats her swollen stomach.
She nods to her God.
She nods to her children.
She nods to herself at the rightness of her choice.
The Ups and Downs
We look down in order to believe we've climbed.
We climb because staying in one place is against our nature.
We fall because we've bothered to climb.
Sometime during the fall we realize there is no up, no down, and we laugh, as gods often do.
A Very Old Tree
Roots pushing up through the ground like a parched and bony hand.
A woman is screaming, “You bitch, you whore.”
I don’t think it's meant for me, but I'm glad to be here for her to vent.
I offer her no other help.
I have less spirit than she.
I survive quietly.
No loud cursing at strangers for me.
And I will live this safe existence until my hands look like the roots of a very old tree.
For the time being humans dominate some, nature the rest.
Anger rages in both.
The universe hungers to gobble up another galaxy; perhaps ours.
Black holes are in space, but encroach the minds of many.
Gold is power.
Some trust God to be the antidote.
12 steps are difficult for one with no legs.
10 commandments for one with no soul.
Death is a date we refuse to write in our Daytimers.
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|Reviewed by Richard Orey
|A fresh new view of things. I especially liked The Ups and Downs, laughing aloud as I read, nodding with the revealed truth, "as gods often do." (You'll notice the small "g.")
This is my first visit with you, Jean. It will not be my last.
I invite you to visit my den. I offer a cup of coffee, a walk in my garden, a lovely rose, and a kiss, all yours if you but "Be Still and Hear My Voice." Linger a while and enjoy a little mood music, as you will.
Peace and love,
|Reviewed by Spirit Warrior
Keep up the Great work
God Bless -Spirit Warrior