Loved Ones Are Not Troubles

Loved Ones Are Not Troubles I always tried to understand my Loved Ones - Look for reasons for this and that, finding myself turning over and over their complexities of character - Sea-mind tumbling precious stones over and over, time and again till soft cool cover smooth... Like reading a favorite book lived with for so long, kept close at hand- Special pages, in special chapters thumbed, ear-marked, loose pages from constant searching between the lines for precious understanding of a delicately written mind. Tells me so much more, And more to come... It's not a passive standing back that makes me stand beside Self - willed, self chosen paths. For then, and right now, I'm overjoyed seeing the burnt tree, cut down yet not destroyed, but resting, waiting... It sends out hopeful shoots of new life. It grows itself toward divine petrichor - All it takes is love and patience to realize that Loved Ones are not too much trouble.... Except to those impatient to quick fix a burnt out mind. Aqua Marine: 16 January 2025 Job 14: 7 - 9. Psalms 1: 1 - 3. Petrichor, aerosol, geosmin. etc Greek origin meanings. Wikipedia. (I love research...)