I view serendipity as the loving gestures,
Of One Romantic Universe;
A love song of sorts,
Moving and pulsing through the air;
Little chance happenings,
That touch my soul,
And raise my spirits,
In perfect time.
A child says, “I love you,”
When I feel broken,
And depleted,
Yet hide it with a smile.
A rose falls,
At my feet,
When not wanting to take,
One step more.
A bird stops to sing in my ear,
With encouraging little tweets.
(There are birds of many feathers,
Including all of you here!)
There are days when God’s sweet,
Love notes,
Won’t register,
Clear and fine and true,
But once I turn down,
The noise and static,
In my brain,
And listen with care,
God’s loving verse plays,
Strong and sure,
A melodious accompaniment,
To my day…
Both delightful,
And sublime.
-Gilda Patricia
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