The dog you rescued
with a scar on her brow
wags her tail
and looks up at you,
dark eyes shining
mouth curved in a little smile.
But that lonely road
where you found her limping
stays branded on her heart.
In a tough moment,
as she huddles in the corner
wrapped in fear,
you scratch her ears
and tell her she’s safe.
She’s remembering some hostile kick
or maybe the bump from a car
that broke her hip,
which never fully healed.
The only way to help her
is to comfort her
as those old images play out,
so she can trust this moment,
and live fearlessly.
And so in every possible way
you show her those days are past.
She lives in a new place now:
a home with a cushion to sleep on,
(or really the bed and couch)
healthy food at mealtime
and beef bones from the butcher.
In the night
she snuggles against your body
her paws jiggling
as she chases butterflies
through a wildflower meadow,
a glimpse of the freedom
she truly is.
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We are so fortunate to have constant reminders of why we are put on earth–to love and to care and to serve.
Hugs and blessings,
Beautifully said, Karen, and so true. Those are the keys to our joy and unfoldment.:)
Expression through example…priceless! Kudos Lesley on serving through bhakti’s sublime crucible. Old memories like still waters run very deep indeed. Much love in YOU dear one. Baraka Bashad.
Thank you, Bobby, I am sure with your new “stray” in your life, your little one, you are getting to give a great deal! Much love to you too, dear friend.
Beautiful Leslie. During some tough times He has put dogs in my life to keep me focused on the love that prepares me for His arrival.
What a sweet viewpoint, Bob. Dogs so mirror the love within us, which does prepare us for the True Love.
Touching. Compassionate. Second chances. LOVE.
Thank you, Darlyne. Second chances, definitely, and we all are allotted so many chances…uncountable ones. We are so fortunate.
Ah, this tugs at my heart strings Lesley. Such sweet seva to take her in : )
Thanks, Colleen. I know you have done a lot of that seva too. Such a lover you are. And I so enjoyed, is it Hazel? Such a sweetie!
What a beautiful and poignant metaphor. Who has not felt like an abused, frightened creature at a low point in life? What a blessing to be rescued by the Master! Thank you for the reminder about this cherished gift of spirituality.