The Humble Beads

The Humble BeadsWhispering lips Wrinkled fingers Roll the smooth beads ....Awe ....Respect ....Humility The moment when from him we came Until to him we return Not a leaf stirs Without his knowledge The power of one He is greatRhythm altered Beads slide with purpose Over the unifying thread ....Gratitude ....Beneficence ....Mercy A time to count … Continue reading The Humble Beads