Tuesday, July 5, 2016
and keeps a closet full of unexpected habits.
Dressed as divorce or disease,
an accident, a dead-end job, or death,
she opens doors we never knew were closed,
inviting us to step
where we never thought to tread;
to discover hidden valleys
and new heights within the shadows
of our souls.
Perhaps today she'll masquerade
as a weak ankle, or sore back...
Posted by Diane Walker at 6:00 AM