Humanist

Sometimes, I find thy self laughing out loud when realization dawns and the penny drops, so to speak, “I am still here. I ain’t broken. They failed.”

Sometimes, it is a gentle self congratulatory laugh I let out, as I go about doing what needs to be done, for I am staying the course until it is done.

Sometimes, I cannot help it. That guttural laugh comes out of me, for example, when I get to know that which was formed against me reverted course back to sender.

Sometimes, the pure joy of knowing those in my love orbit, my loved ones, are at peace, and are with me always, physically, in spirit and otherwise. And so it is the laugh of satisfaction,

Meanwhile, happy Palm Sunday to all genuine Christian folk.

My prayer, may all humankind find the wisdom of love thy neighbor.

We have limited time on this our earth, lets us better use it, filled with laughter of the good kind. It is good for the soul and makes us at peace with self.