The snow whispers one word over and over…hope!
As it sings its song,
Fear is conquered.
Hope brings family together.
Hope motivates men of science to heal an isolated world.
I notice him perched on my windshield
as I drive the boys home from school:
His legs like violin bows folded,
black drupelet eyes alert, antennae erect.
Perfect posture, perfect tranquility.
There is this passage, this song of creation that even babies utter praise and worship the King. Why not a fish who coughs up a coin?...why not horses…?