Direktlänk till inlägg 21 januari 2013
Goddess speak to me
The little girl whispered; ”Goddess, speak to me…”
And a meadowlark sang.
But the girl did not hear.
So the girl yelled; ”Goddess, speak to me!”
And the thunder rolled across the sky.
But the girl did not listen.
The girl looked around and said; ”Goddess, let me see you.”
And a star shone brightly.
But the girl did not notice.
And the girl shouted; ”Goddess, show me a miracle!” And a life was born. But the girl did not know. So the girl cried out in despair; ”Touch me God
dess, and let me know you are there!”
Whereupon the Goddess reached down and touched the child. But the girl brushed the butterfly away.
And walked away, unknowingly.
(Author unknown)
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