there is Grace
abundantly
distributed
throughout
this universe;
but for some
it can be hard
to
find.
in a short ride
this morning
i saw so many
needy
and
in trouble.
tents are pitched
at night
under the
overpasses
and people walk
hungry, unwashed, and destitute.
i saw
this man
playing his violin
with his family;
what a talent
and what dignity
in making a living
if no other way
can be found.
a cat has taken to sleeping
in the shade
under a bush
outside of
my window;
i greet her/him
when i see him/her.
i’m sure
she/he has no home.
i never turn away…
i am too close;
held up
only by Grace.
so i bestow
no angst upon others,
only love and prayer
no superiority–
i only shed
the tears
of the troubled
and honor
my human and animal
cohabitants
no matter
what
their
state.
Linda Tauhid
©9/28/21