There is a crispness in the air
While dew blankets the earth.
The birds call out
As they flutter busily all around.
My mind ponders the question…
Do they trust as they go busily about?
Or do they, too, wonder
Why spring seems no where to be found?
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That little face will bring me happiness.
That little face will bring me heartache.
I will cry tears of joy over that little face.
I will also cry tears of pure frustration.
At times, my head will feel like it is going to explode from confusion and anger,
But…
My heart will always be bursting at the seams with love and pride.
Whether sassy and loud or sweet and mild…
Whether headstrong and determined or relaxed and ready to go with the flow,
You are going to fit right in around here.
You already carved your own space…
Right in my heart.
I feel it.
A breath blowing warmly in the breeze.
There’s a voice, a whisper of something being born…
Something new on the horizon.
Radiant beams shine down from the heavens.
The light, a presence continuing to extend by mere moments…
Lasting just a bit longer day after day.
The wind blows so strongly at times.
It clears the old…
I am a face
Masked in darkness
An abyss of hopelessness
Always searching
Searching and yearning
Yearning for something…
A need to fill my void
What?
Where?
Anything…
To conform is to be invisible
like a child hiding,
hands over eyes,
lost behind the mask of illusion,
blending in,
disappearing…
The real YOU is gone,
but where?
No individuality,
no unique qualities,
nothing that says to the world…I am ME!
I am special.
YOU are special.
Don’t conform…
be transformed.
Renew your mind,
your spirit.
Be the face that shines.
Be the voice that is heard.
Be the heart that lives,
loves,
gives.
Be YOU,
your very best YOU!
Let your light shine through,
and make the world a more colorful place. Continue reading “Conformity”
Christmas…
a time to give and to receive.
A delicate dance
of graciousness
and generosity.
The eager suspense,
the longing,
the anticipation.
“Will they love it?”
coupled with
“Is there anything for me?”
I stand back and gaze at my tree.
It’s quite a hodgepodge…
sagging branches,
wadded strings of lights,
broken ornaments,
hand-made wonders,
crooked star.
A great distance they had traveled.
The time was drawing near.
To Bethlehem, they ventured.
A baby would soon appear.
You cannot stay. Every room is full.
I’m sorry, you must leave.
There is no place for you…wait, let me think…
There may be something, please do not grieve.
This is a place to rest your head.
You can shelter here for the night.
It’s not a room; I have no bed.
But it shall do until morning’s light.
Life pours down from up above,
Or seeps from deep below
Once the river comes to be
It persists to always flow
From high up in the mountain tops
It winds and snakes and curves
Carving a path, making room
Trenching into the earth.
It kisses the banks as it makes its trek
From mountain to the sea
Corks and fish, toes and tubes,
A most pleasant place to be.
sticky sweetness grasps my hand
peppermint kisses brush my cheek
you clutch that candy
tightly
the way I want to cling to your childhood
magic
innocence
laughter
fun
may your passion for life spread
to every heart you meet
like that sticky, pepperminty sweetness
that has coated me
