People Power

Wesakness wracks my body yet I find love in fishing.  It is the escape from worry I am imbued with.  The water speaks wonders I comprehend through my knowing.  Green, Jade green and weedy and low yet giving as if God's holy love fills my body.  The fish came easy and despite worry there were moments of suprise, moments of excitement.  And a dog fights; he is yelling at the neighborhood and yet I love him.  He is scared, telling his fear and I hear and long to comfort.  They are so simple; animals that is; honest, open, loyal.  They know your truth and only accept it with good intent.  For a golden retriever smiles and that smile for sudden migrates to my face.  There, I may look crazy but I am not...i have just felt joy.  Life is not without stress yet the positive arises at arrival.  There there is nothing I wouldn't do and love and trust despite being burned.  Find the good, don't just accept it, look for it, find it, see it, beleive it, and in others you will find joy.  A lot is done, more thought, less said, but that is their best and seeing and remembering, even respectfully communing within it, people become good.  After what is a heart for, except to be broken but every broken heart is mended through itself and its way.  Thats is the answer and a smile, a real smile.  Nothing like it and those little moments.  Never forget them.  They are the people that make you you.