When Spirit Heals

Every once in a week, I can hear the loud calls from Canada geese 

Near the window, looking through the glass, I watch as the geese fly past

It's clear as a bell when they're nearby, as they honk their way in the great sky

I can hear them coming through the cold winter air, while watching in my cozy, warm wear

One day I asked spirit for help, to give me a sign and anything else

The geese then appeared and honked more than ever, so I went outside in spite of the weather 

To explore what all the sound was for

Only to find them in the field next door

Never before had this happened to me, so I gave thanks and began clapping in peace

Yearning for trust, love and understanding, I felt divine grace, at what had just landed 

Once again amazed at what I was handed Trust, love and understanding

-Janice Carey