It has come to my attention that some of you didn’t receive yesterdays post. I have figured out what happened. I had channeled my inner Mata Hari and wrote my post in code with invisible ink and sent it out via pigeon carrier. I will try and recall one of the birds and decipher the message and post it tomorrow. In the meantime, should one of my birds show up carefully remove the scroll, squeeze some lemon juice on it, hold it up to a mirror and read the message.
As for today…
Nothing truly noteworthy. Just a short poem:
All around me are the roaring of lions
Their noise deafens my ears
I sink down
In the midst of it all
Now I hear it
The whisper of angels
Softly bringing love
To the world
It is late here. I must now go to bed. May the night be kind to us all. May we hear the angels and feel the love.