"Outside" by Daniel May There is a tortise outside my door, The rain pats... pitterling on the floor, A truck beeps reminding me of my dreams of Material and not-so material things. There is a snail trudging on my stoop Once a deck where I, once, howl-a-hooped Now a paver that's easy to roll Upon... Wet, Cold, My feet ground in morn. There is a day ahead of me With unprogrammed possibility Each a spiritual opportunity To dance And sing in the harmony. May 17, 2011 "Defects" Page 143 " We were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character. " Step Six After taking the Fifth Step, many of us spend some time considering "the exact nature of our wrongs" and the part they'd played in making us who we were. What would our lives be like without, say, our arrogance? Sure, arrogance had kept us apart from our fellows, preventing us from enjoying and learning from them. But arrog