269 - Connections

Because my husband bought a car from his colleague, Joel, I met Joel’s wife Laura, who came with him to drop off the car. Laura and I discovered a common love for poetry writing and spirituality: she had read my work. Had I found a new friend? Because the new car needed to be insured, I discovered that our carrier had erroneously deleted our other car from coverage when our daughter’s car’s policy was transferred to California. So if my husband hadn’t bought another car…

Two Hundred Sixty-Nine

Connections

I find You, Great Designer, in everyday occurrences,
The links to links that propel me
On. Like a child’s toy, You add pieces,
Clicking them together, building.

You compel me to connectedness:
Find associations; pursue relationships.
I am a stone at rest, attachment of lichens;
Experience’s many colors adorn me.

Each action suggests the next,
An intricacy of serendipity and plan;
I praise You as I see the parts join,
As I taste the moment and sense the whole.