Remember the Mystery
Lost in the surface of life
Living veneer existence
Checking off To Do lists
The inner child knows different
She knows the greatness of life
To look closely, and see the delicate pattern of the moss
To jump from the big rock
To the little one, and then another little one
All the way up to the tree
Oooh, that tree!
Reaching her little arms out
She hugs that tree.
It says, “Grace, child!”
She holds on to the little handles
the tree gives
and she is able to climb around to the back of the tree
Where she discovers a patch of tiny mushrooms
And the mushrooms say, “Bless thee, Child, for discovering us.
Pick us with your small hands and take us home to your mother.
We will bless your food, and bring life back to your family.”
The child carefully gathers the mushrooms.
She carefully put them in her pocket.
And she happily continues to climb around the tree.
She kisses the tree and says thank you,
and follows the path back home.
Mommy, look what I found!
Mushrooms from the forest!
We can have them with our food!
Well, we’ll have to check and see
if these mushrooms are safe to eat.
Sure enough, this was a very good kind of mushroom.
There were enough mushrooms for everyone
And they tasted delicious.
The family opened
and talked about what was in their hearts.
And the candle glowed at the center of the family table.
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