Quaker prose

I came across a beautiful bit of prose from this month's Friends Journal. I'd like to share it with you.

MISSING

Hurry down the block, miss the trolley
Head on, then stop, remembering
trot back home, retrieve the missing wallet
miss the trolley yet again

Catch the third one, come across
a long-lost friend------
No longer missing.

The author is Pamela Haines. To me it speaks of the Buddhist concept of synchronicity. We all have experienced how things somehow just fall into place when we are open to promptings and so called happenstance. I call it providence.

God is good even when life is difficult.