Do you ever have to slow down and find your center? It can take time to remember who you are and for what you are meant. We so easily get lost in chasing the things we need and want and plowing our souls under the toil. Stillness helps us see our persons; music can raise us; reading can picture us; art can show us reason; writing can free us.
We deserve to live creatively and with such love that we feel we can accomplish our hopes and dreams. Some find inspiration in a relationship with Christ Jesus; some follow other paths. As we meet in lives so often hectic, we need to share love and kindness no matter the circumstances in which we exist. Our differences make the world fascinating and rich. We learn much when we open ourselves to one another.
Stepping out of space and time to give ourselves peace to clarify our goals is worthwhile. Sometimes this is done in silence, some creation, some before the eyes of the world. Whatever our method, we must never give up. We are the outworking of the prayers of generations; our promise and purpose must continue.
Today is the moment we grasp; it is our time to build within. Letting it slip through our fingers is not an option—love, love, love. We should be a blessing in whatever places life carries us. Time and again, we can begin a better beginning, for we are living gifts.
Who am I? No one, A dreamer with unfulfilled Dreams, bursting the seams.
Tears threaten to throw, All the plans, carefully made, Into fading shade.
I think I write But sometimes it seems The words write me, Searching out my heart, soul, Tearing me to shreds, making whole. Words are precious existence, Love distilled for meaning – Making clear the gleaning Of was, is, will be In almost captured dreams; Streams laden with hope – Wild flames catching time Setting sentences to rhyme, Only tell, what is the line, Am I it, or is it mine?
The sum comes after An equation of tears, laughter Brought to life despite Ravenous shadows swallowing light Where theorems invade aimless days Unknowing destinations carried ways Changes tempting, taking, come Lead adding, subtracting, become Total in language, lines, words Creating was, is, shall be – LOVE, worlds.
The sum remembered Passion igniting embers, love rendered Beyond precious, incalculable treasure Living plus/minus time, decanting pleasure Hearts collect hearts with compelling voices Of complex completions, inevitable choices Each life, every: when, where, why, how, Compiling decorated dreams now, somehow, Reaching beyond obscuring variables Roaring lion-like – truths invaluable.
Steps appropriate, each solution, not mistaken Life enlightens with overwhelming LOVE, unshaken.
The children, simple, Underfoot teaching lessons Of brave innocence; Love their flashing sword, bright shield, Determination – armor. The children bestow Gifts wherever they go, Fond smiles bubble up Filling hearts like coffee cups, Bringing laughter to sad eyes. The children desire Understanding of all things, Learning from old souls Every blessing and conflict, Each harsh word and compliment. The children reveal Past secrets, future dreams, things Unknown and unseen, They dabble – eternally Calling out for kindness, care. The children face time With a will toward conquering Those troubles they must – Choosing courage enough to Produce the needs, become who The children can be When raised with sensitivity, Shining in history Free to grow because there Are miles to go, LOVE to show.