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Have faith, and keep pressing on ©️vcl

When words get stuck

and I have no lips

to You I’ll come

I’ll tell You

that something is missing

In me

You’ll tell me

That even if I shut the door

on your foot

I am to remember

that when I take you for granted

You will still be there

standing

patient

but in silence

a waiting that stretches

into eternity

empty

Until I remember

The tomb.

 

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art:by Guillermo Wright

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How not to be desperate ©️vcl

I communed with God

I heard him knock

Be a light, he said

Carry the torch

Listen to the light

Of their voices

Dispel despair

As others crawl

through the darkness

Disperse the fog

Illuminate

The black

Strike the match

So that they may hear

If they cannot see

The light

Tell them

Do not be desperate

Hope burns bright.

 

Art:Pinterest

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Murdered words ©️vcl

Sometimes I cry

deep down

terrified

the rain of tears

fail to hide

lost dreams

murdered

with words unsaid

I hit the wall

for the fight for holiness

is real

deep, down, dead

my heart reels

I wait for the blessing

He knows my shame

and rains down

grace instead.

 

Art (Parshat Naso) Yolanda Raanan                                      The Priestly Blessing

 

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Posted in 2019

Inhale ethos ©️vcl

Today I am mindful of memories.                                          of warmer climes, warm breezes                                      cold lemonade and daisies.
I feel regret for things that no longer are
Or will be exactly so again.

As I focus on the memories,                                                        I press them to my heart
Crushing the sweet fragrance                                                   of their blooms and inhale
Ethos.

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We all stand beneath the same sky. vcl©

Because we don’t know when we will die, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens a certain number of times, and a very small number, really…How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.”

Paul Bowles~ The Sheltering Sky

Almost through another week. The snow falls. We struggle to find our smiles as we slide along slippery streets, bundled against the frigid northern breezes. It is dark and restless now. I stare into the dark night sky. No stars, just a cloud blanket shaken by an unseen hand, showering snowflakes. A lone figure stalks along with his dog. I never envy anyone walking a pet in cold weather. It looks like all duty. None of the joy of a summer dawdle.

When we were a family, we trained our dog, AJ to take his own walk…along the path to his spot, around the curve and back again, always returning with that same satisfied grin.  365 days x 6 years. He was always joyous to reach home. A simple bark and the door opened and he bounced right in.

How often I have stood watching the night sky. Sleep is often elusive. I am comforted that I am not alone. I have a simple faith. God is there. Walking with me.  365 days X 65 years and counting.  ❤️ I’m not in any hurry to move on yet, but I’m sure about where I want to go. I’ll be happy to reach home.

We all stand

beneath the same sky

and sigh

for things that are

unrevealed, denied

clouded in mystery   

shrouded through history

until that great day

when all will

weep for we

have been set free

from our collective misery   

For we all stand

beneath the same sky.