I was lost, now I’m found. I was down, I’m getting up. I’m on the back porch, under a blue sky, and the birds (inside and out) are chattering along beautifully.
No medicine could be better. So I give thanks to divinity with this song:
And today’s art is one of my Tarot cards: Trump number ten, the Wheel.
Sometimes we’re high, sometimes we’re low, but we always get where we gotta go.