The older we get the less USE we have
is usually a lie we tell ourselves
even if it’s not our Birthday
So even when the World as a whole doesn’t recognize it
OR WORSE
just have USE of us any longer. . .
Never forget that we can still do
what no one else
CAN
Yeah, that kind of
C A N
t o o. . .
SIFTER
I really love this poem by Naomi Shihab Nye for many different reasons by mainly because it makes us ask:
WHAT KIND OF KITCHEN UTENSIL (IMPLEMENT) WOULD YOU BE?
I thought of being a
DISH TOWEL
not just because I spend a lot of my professional and personal time of “Cleaning up messes” of all the ‘spills of sadnesses, dashed hopes, lost loves and unanswered prayers’ but never feeling too saturated enough to SOAK UP all the moisture that absorbs and goodnesses and peace, too.
SO. . .what kind of kitchen implement are you?
KNOW YOUR USE
and then
BE IMPLEMENTED