A poem for anyone who has ever doubted life is good.
life is good I feel the truth of it anointing my bones permeating my body like a fragrance floating like a banner in the sky: LIFE IS GOOD it is only when the flow of life is challenged or obstructed that it becomes hard oh that we would keep within the flow of goodness all the days of our lives finding beauty under rocks strength beneath stones because where life goes wisdom grows between thorns and thistles lacing splendor through splinters until we become rivers of life washing over boulders cutting through mountains pouring ourselves into the roots of the strongest oaks emptying ourselves into the great sea of love only to be filled again and again this is how life is good
