Mama said..

I miss her, she would have given me some wry bit of hope when I reported what I learned.

The fact I sleep little for the pain leads me in to the Orthopaedist for shots in my knees. The conversation today was ominous.

What I did after was catch hold of God through the music that allows me to live:

The Anchor Holds, God is in Control, Fear is a Liar, Shine, God’s Not Dead, Greatness of Our God, Chain Breaker, Miracles, God Only Knows, Children of the World, I’ll Fly Away, How Great Thou Art, We Believe, and more but I am not sure what. I sing these with the music. I also sing acapella, Come All Ye Faithful, Holy, Holy, Holy, Down By The Riverside, He’s Got The Whole World, Kumbaya, and by the time I get through, I think I will do until He is done with me.

Degenerative arthritis is just another thing to get through.

Sleep though, I need to find that elusive state. My mind will not keep without it.

I pick up a tune, set it loose, realize I am not the engine, just the caboose. I trust the couplings to hold me, keep me in line. I cannot see all the journey, and I know challenges will overrun, but I was given a destination, holding on to Jesus to keep me until I get there. Heaven waits.

Today and Again

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.

Pocket Lament

Pockets,
Oh,
Pockets,
Why are you
Always given
Over to the males?
Here we,
Such genteel
Females
Are bound
By weight of
Purses!
Maybe some
Manmade
Pleasure done
To encumber
Us in some
Kind, way,
For Lord knows
What might occur
Were both our
Hands empowered.
Even enlightened
As these times are
One may not
Depend on
Fashion,
For pockets can
Be often false,
Others too
Small
To carry
Much.
Designers could
Give
Consideration
To cost
Of female
Liberty lost.

Set List

The first kiss is a high note
Set wild free without a score;
The wonder, will it lead
To more?

Losing the icing, romance,
Makes havoc of the dance
Which might have last forever,
Recovered never.

Years stretch, a desert highway,
Alone, tuneless, stranded to stay,
But living rapt with delicious dreams –
Love seems.

Somewhere in the moonless darkness
Comes hand holding hand – happiness,
A kiss unfurling ribbons, magic
Perfect pick.

Make it all delightful song, played long
On strings tuned always to belong
In hearts recalling empty years
Banishing fears.

Life is love; love is all
Sharing the self becomes a fall
Opening being, answering the call –
Giving all.

Keeping a love long alive
Bestows health, hearts survive
The harmony, a kiss, not to be missed
Creating bliss.

Abandon the score
There is more,
Open every possibility, door,
Love evermore!

Simply Math

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.

Prompt: Think of a subject’s or occupational jargon and let it influence your work in some way.