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Any kind of light
Is a help in the darkness
And what kind of light
As long as you shine.
You can be a flashlight,
With a strong and steady beam
But even a flashlight …
When I think about life
I see flowers, exploding with colors
And I think, what a paint pallet
God must have.
I see water, from the tiniest trickling brook
To the vastness of the oceans…
Outstretched arms and stumbling feet
Baby steps with eyes focused
On the one he’s come to trust
“I’m here. Come to Daddy.”
Training wheels off – a gentle push
“You’re doing it!”…
I am drawn by an invisible tug, a need for something more than the walls of inside.
I move outside and sit with the sun on my back. The metal edge of the table frame burns my arms as I lean against it, but it feels somehow awakening…
The rustle of leaves kissed by the gentle wind
Rays of sunlight peeking through the clouds
Gurgling water splashing over the rocks
Songbirds saying thanks for a morning snack…
Who knew that you could have too much quiet?
Who knew that you could tire of having too much time to read, to fidget with puzzles and rearrange closets and drawers?
Who knew that a Marco Polo or FaceTime chats with family…
Before the Blessing Comes
Lord it’s easy to praise You on the backside of the blessing
When the answer has already come.
But do I trust enough, do I have faith enough to sing
Before the answer comes?…
It’s all about masks these days. Even as I write this, there are yards of fabric waiting to be cut and sewn. It seems the least I can do while I sit under the Shelter at Home order.
They are multiplying like rabbits. Masks are in every store…
This is an example of Catena Rondo poetry, and the rules are as follows:
The rhyming pattern must be abba.
The first and last lines of each verse…