My Symbiotic Friend

Mutualism: Symbiotic relationships Credit: ThoughtCo

My symbiotic friend

On whom I often lean

You lift me up,

Help me smile

On days seemingly cheerless and grim

Oh, how I’ve come to depend on you

And I wonder what it is

I give to you

That keeps you here by my side

I hope I cheer you

As you do me

I hope my strength is enough

To buoy you up on days too bleak

I want so much to give to you

All you’ve given me, and more

Ah, my symbiotic friend

My senses are keener

Because of you

My mind clear and sharp

For the questions you ask of me

Forcing me to mine deeper

Until the answers flow

My symbiotic friend

I thank you

Ball of Twine

And if you choose

To unravel my life

As though that I am nothing

But a tightly rolled ball

Of coarsest twine

Without pattern or color

It is all in your hands . . .

Yet, you may also choose to knit me lovingly

In bold and beautiful weave

The stitches may be loose

Or bound up tightly

In intricate impossibilities

For you are my maker, and I

But a ball of twine

In your hands

Do with me

As you wish

For I am yours


To kindle a fire

This minuscule spark

This insignificant flame

Please, Divine One, come

Ignite it with Your sacred breath

Let it dance ever higher

These dry and brittle bones

Seek to be rekindled

Into something warm and kind

This, my soul desire

To walk a path straight and true,

To be a blessed reflection

Of all I know of You

All that is decent,

All that is good

Forgive this flawed, imperfect creature

And if it be Your will,

Let me grow quietly in love

Light my way to You

On gates and chimes, a prayer

Gate swinging in the wind

Discordant sound

Hinges needing oiling

Wind chimes


A welcome sound

Isn’t life like that?

Discordant, sometimes

Irritating, sometimes

Merry, sometimes

Joyful, sometimes

But always good


I thank you, God

For the wind

That brings movement

And change

Help me accept it all

The good and the not-so-good

And help me see the blessings

In both



Too often I go through my days oblivious

Heedless of the beauty in the blue skies above me

Insensible to the beauty of the life beneath my feet

Trapped in my head and unaware

Thinking but unthinking

Self absorbed and unobservant

Not noticing the small black dots

On the ladybug’s back

Or even the ladybug itself

Deaf to the songs of the birds overhead

Blind to the brilliant colors of the rainbow

Oblivious of all but my small concerns

Divine One, wake me now

Help me be fully present

To the miracle of life all about me

Set me free

From oblivion

It’s a wonderful world

“Sunrise” courtesy of Pixabay

“And I think to myself, it’s a wonderful world.” This ballad written by Bob Thiele and George David Weiss was recorded by Louis Armstrong and released in 1967. It has been one of my favorite tunes, hands down. Songs of hope; songs celebrating life; songs that bring us back to days of our youth (misspent or otherwise) are such a joy and a blessing. 

“God gave us memories that we might have roses in December” – author unknown. That is what music is to me and such a blessing too.  And it really is such a wonderful world.

Yes, there are despotic rulers, egomaniacs and narcissistic, power-hungry leaders who don’t seem to know the meaning behind the ideas of good governance. Yes, there are horrible things being done to human beings around the globe. Yes, there are terrible diseases and natural (and not so natural) disasters. I do not deny the horrors in the world.

However, I choose to focus on the positive. The wonderful stories of people stepping up to help others; to help animals; to help the environment. “As within, so without,” as the saying goes.

Wherever you live on this bright blue marble and whatever you are doing, I hope you see the good in people and in this beautiful world of ours, and think to yourself, it’s a wonderful world.

A Prayer for Holy Openness

O Divine One

It is You I seek, and this I ask:

Please gift me with an open mind, an open heart,

And with open hands to receive Your blessings

Let my eyes behold, as Yours do

All the wondrous miracles

That each human being embodies

Let my ears hear, as You hear,

The song in each and every human heart

Grant me a spirit that loves all ways, always

Help me understand myself, forgive myself

And through sacred insight

Have understanding and compassion

For all others

Oh, Divine One

It is You I seek

Let me see in each face, Your face

Let me ….

Gift me please

With holy openness

Sacred Trust

Sacred trust

That space where we find you


Waiting for us to let go of fears


And impatience


A blessed gift


Once opened



Chases away

All shadows

And darkness

O God

Grant us the gift

Of unshakeable trust

And faith

Like a rock

Steady and strong

Grant us now

Sacred trust

Let hope rise

Living in limbo

The answers yet to come

Anxiety holds sway

But for this moment only

For this I know:

Doubt may well be

Part and parcel of our humanity

Yet, hope will rise, again and again

A divine gift that buoys us up

In every storm

Weary soul, do not give up

Not yet, not now, not ever

Hope will sustain us

Let it rise

Let it fill every cell of your being

And let your worries fall away