“Some of you say, “Joy is greater than sorrow,” and others say, “Nay, sorrow is the greater.”
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.”
― Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

The grass still green,
A sky of blue,
No wonder that
I think of you.

A robin runs,
a tear as well,
its sweetness
casting such a spell.

This temporary journey
home is never ever done
alone.

For God is holding up the sky
and teaching robins how to fly.
He’s painting portraits of our love
so we can carry it above.

A book is written,
pages turned.
And love’s the only
lesson learned.

Vicki Woodyard