Gifts Unearned
Michael Kroth • October 19, 2018
An Unexpected Poem On A Friday Morning
Gifts Unearned
Breath
And death
The ones
You left
A crush
A touch
A face
A flush
Birds
And words
Sounds
You heard
Apples
Chapels
Time to
Dabble
Smiles
Leaves piled
The emerald
Isle
Grace
And space
And holy
Place
Love
Sort of….
Well, yes
Of course of.
Your heart
That starts
What art
Imparts
Gifts unearned
For all concerned
O’erlooked too often
But rarely spurned.
~Michael Kroth
Most of all, she is crazy about her brood. She smiles more when she’s with them. Laughs more. Enjoys more. Relaxes more. Has more fun. She just loves her family.
“…there must be millions of aging males, now slipping into their anecdotage…” ~E.B. White 1
Author's Note: I originally posted this in the Profound Bartender on April 8, 2018, and then reposted it here at Profound Living on April 25, 2018. I thought it might be a good time to repost it again.
Author's Note: This is a repost of an essay I published in 2018. I thought it was a timely topic to revisit.
“In Celtic wisdom we remember that our soul, the very heart of our being, is sacred. What is deepest in us is of God. ” ~John Philip Newell 1
We may be lights under bushels, but we can shine brightly against the dark even if we are mere candles. Together, the light may shine bright.
Silence speaks to us Listening in deep quiet… Hear what you long for! ~Patricia Leyko Connelly 1
"Elegance is the harmonious integration of simplicity, refinement, and intentionality across diverse contexts, combining timeless beauty with functional sophistication." ~ChatGPT Synthesized Definition
