Washed and Softened
When a messy morning spill at work turns into a sacred metaphor for cleansing and grace. A poetic reflection on being washed, softened, and the silent message of a visiting dragonfly.
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| The Sacred Pause: Finding Everyday Grace in a Spill, a Flight, and a Dry Pen |
The Sacred Pause
I walked into the morning light,
To find a green and soapy pool,
A sudden, messy workplace sight—
My spirit whispered,
“Clean my soul.”