Sunday, May 05, 2013

Awakening



Awakening

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Awakening

Awakening,
the rose gently shakes off the dew
as it slowly opens.

The sun kisses the soft petals,
lifting off the remaining moisture,
leaving a warm air
and brightening the color.

The rose show it’s glory,
the beautiful colors,
soft and rich,
as the petals open wider to the noonday sun.

Through the afternoon
the rose lifts its face toward the rays of the sun,
following the track of the warmth
moving on its stem
from one horizon to the other,
until the evening.

As the sun settles behind the curve of earth,
the rose sags a bit on the stem.
The air cools,
the dew falls once again.
The petals hungrily sip at the moisture,
and fold a little to hold the precious dew drops.

Sunday, March 03, 2013

Hope




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Hope

 Hope is
the life of a new baby.
A world that gives
such a precious life
can’t be bad.

Hope is
a sunset,
knowing a day is ended,
the mistakes over,
the worries at bay,
rest promised at hand.

Hope is
a sunrise,
a clean slate,
a chance to try again,
success in reach.

Hope is a friend who hears,
who is there,
who understands
 – or not –
and it doesn’t matter.

Hope is
a connection to God,
when life seems good or bad,
a tie that withstands
the sway,
fraying perhaps at times,
but never breaking.


Hope is
a belief that tomorrow
and the next tomorrow
and the one after that
hold promise.

Hope is
–– Life.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Dawn



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Dawn.
Peeping sunlight,
gentle colors,
promise of another day to do it all.

Dawn.
A new idea,
born for change,
a new horizon for growth.

Dawn.
A new era,
and awakening,
a chance for our world to become love.

Dawn.
Renewal,
resurgence,
replenishment,
rebeginning.

Hope.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Tears fell




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Tears fell.

Of course, tears fall many times,
many reasons,
but those were the hardest of all.

The first tears were bitter,
hot with sadness, wouldn’t end.

Next were tears of why,
full of disbelief.

Then with a flash of anger,
resignation,
brief.

Finally came the tears no one saw,
inside tears,
numbness,
raw,
silent,
blind.

One foot after another.
One day after another.
One tear after another.

Life goes on.

So do the tears.

Five sets of tears.

They never stop,
those inside tears.

Never.



Sunday, December 23, 2012

Moments



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Moments


There are moments
that take my breath away
in surprise,
delicious, fleeting joy
gone so quickly
I can’t recapture
details.

There are moments
that stick with me
well beyond the time
I want them,
but they are etched reminders
for future days.

There are moments
I cling to and push away
all at once,
bittersweet,
for they hold times
and people
I’ve lost
but can’t let go.

There are moments
so still
I’m afraid to breathe,
as it might break
the spell,
and I’d never see
the next,
never know
the secret.

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Saturday, December 22, 2012

Starting Over


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Starting Over 

I am starting over
as I started over
many times before.
I am starting over
every day
as I find new facets,
undiscovered till now.
I am starting over,
not so much looking for who I am or
what to be,
but opening myself
to any possibility.
I am starting over
not because I don’t like
who I am,
But because I’m excited
to know
who I can be.
Every changing,
ever growing,
always open,
I am starting over
every
single
day.

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Thursday, November 29, 2012

There you were!


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There you were!
As unexpected as the act of a prankster.
As warm and kind as a soft spring day.

Were you as surprised as I was?
I suspect you were.
There was just no way
you could have known any more than I did
what would be there.

Whatever, it was, I’m glad it was.
You were there!


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