She said it’s like juggling
one child for me
one for his father
and the third
the third is always flying
up in the air somewhere
just out of reach
for both of us
and I smile
realize it’s just like human existence
there’s the sun and the moon
and there’s reality
the sun counts my days
and the moon traces my months
but reality is the third child
left flying
just out of reach
Jewniquely Myself 
Wonderful 💐
Thank you, so delighted to find you hear…blessings and peace to you, dear friends!
Amazing words Joan — so sublime and deep. I love the way you have the sun and moon together and the sublime reality that bypasses the measure of our lives at the gross level. Thank YOU! Going to go back to read it again. 🙂
Your reading assists my own understanding, thank you…the images just presented themselves once again…and I barely glimpse what they mean. Blessings and love, sweet friend!
i know exactly what you mean!! The images come and words drop by – and i type them up — but when i read your comments, i sometimes understand them…and even if i don’t its ok. The writing is a blessing in itself from heaven. Thank YOU, beloved Joan – for this companionship in poetry, in God and in love! 🙂
so grateful to have your sweet and gentle hand in mine…beloved friend
Likewise 🙂
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Thanks so much, dear friend!
I loved this – and it’s so simply clever the way you’ve taken the two ideas and made them work brilliantly.
Thank you, Trish…such a delight to find you here, blessings to you!