Regiena's Poetry

Good Fortune

As you look closely at your open hand what do you see?

Hills and valleys, rivers of lines spilling over to the other side.

Every drop of light within the atom is saturated with a vibration of such magnitude!

It births stars and galaxies and directs the bee to the heart of a flower.

This is holy Creation pouring forth from a single thought of Divine Love.

The gently moving lines of a hand,

the questioning furrow of a forehead,

the deepening dimple of a smile,

reach out to embrace and uplift us.

Good fortune is ours.