The quiet of home when we Return from wrestling lions all day. The satisfaction of writing letters, Poems, songs for loved ones. The taste of a meal carefully Prepared with helpings of love. A comfortable chair, bright light, Books we are longing to read. Songs we never realized existed But for which we find a soul hunger. A dog, cat, lizard, goat, cow, whoever Comes snuggles up, revealing devotion. Stolen hours when hearts, souls Are permitted freedom to dance art. Picking up a crying child, watching As eyes go wide, kissed by a smile. The sweet hug of those treasured Who we raised despite everything. Traveling to a far-off wonderland, Returning to a space of belonging. Knowing, growing with screen friends, Finally, meeting with hugs, face to face. Sunshine after a bleak succession Of wickedly dark, sad stormy days. The alabaster moon coming from behind Clouds, in time for a sweetheart kiss. Setting aside specific times to find those Moments to sincerely pray to the Lord. Laying down, fed, safe, warm, beneath Covers, falling into deep refreshing sleep. Awaking to a day full of opportunity, Possibility, without doubt, we are loved. Living in a blessed place where each one Can achieve hopes, dreams, and success.
An arctic blast – Maybe there should Be igloos, for form’s sake. Solstice is long past, Yet, now, the chill Penetrates every bone, Cranny and gap. Yule logs consumed Time afore would Now be welcomed Upon many hearths To warm the fireside. Even so, the snow In its weavings Looks like treacle icing Upon the listing evergreens. Winter dreams tell Tales of coming Spring Where the Earth rousing Grows warm as most Living things are Resurrected Like the Savior Jesus, who holds keys To happy eternity.
Prompt: Weather makes an excellent background on which to create. Use your current situation or tune in to fantasy for creation.
Gratitude List: I had a better day. Finished work on magazines. Diet Cokes. Cadbury Eggs. Decorating for Easter.
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I hope you are well and safe. God keep everyone and bless each life magnanimously.
In times like these, a little whimsy is necessary. Although getting this here was quite a trial. HP Scan Smart would not work, even after repeated tries. So, I downloaded something from MS. Voila.
My son, Alex, is with me currently. We are trying to rescue me from the house. I think we made a bit of progress.
I hope you are finding your holiday cheer. Even in Coronavirus times, there is much to appreciate. We are still here, you and I, and life with all its challenges is a marvelous thing.
When we listen to music, read a piquant line, share a hug, say hello, snuggle with a pet, look around and see all the things that enrich our lives, suddenly, we know we have reason to be. Even at a distance, we still have a connection to the lives of all humanity.
Please understand wherever, whoever you are, I wish you the very best that life has to offer. Love surrounds you, and you are marvelous. I will say with confidence; you are a miracle.
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Shall we carry all The burden of yesterdays, Boulders on our backs, Never jettisoning packs Or lessening the payload? Do we relish what No longer is ours to change, Or do we begin To hammer away what holds Us prisoner with no face? Are we blinded, bought, Hard-pressed to hang in chains Not ours to handle? Going back cannot be done, We deserve to frolic beneath The sun in freedom bequeathed Us by our chances taken To provide what is, and All which is to come. We are overcomers Those who will not be ground, Left to wither, perish, In deserts of depressing despair. We embody traditions The becoming, growing, rising, singing, Leading out of the dark wilderness Unable to contain the champions We are destined, determined to be.