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.
To every woman who has borne a child, to those who have offered hearts of love to children in need of tenderness, you have my undying gratitude and respect. More than anything else, those who nurture children are heroines of the super denomination. God bless every one.
When tempted only to browse Not close, not truly see One avoids involvement In everything completely. Dandelions are destitute weeds Not delicate creations, beauty, People become utilitarian Not deriving from incomprehensible Depths of dignity, glamour, time. The slant rays limning a vine Do not enchant causing one To desperately pine for a glimpse Of crimson roses sent once Upon a splendid loving time. There is no magic, allure, No precious heavenly divine Each thing is dust fashioned To feast upon with unrequited lust. Slow a bit, look, long linger Over what the world passes by, The silver flicker of sun lighting waves, A raindrop reflecting golden from clover, The wingbeats gentle susurration Of the murder of crows rising Into the cerulean sky as a fierce Beribboned Shih Tzu puppy walks With a small bark and no chase to find. Come, come, be entranced again Let nature, environments, Become the closest of friends, Treasure every person, let Humanity delight, rousing love To light fires of generosity, kindness; Gather hope that tomorrow will divulge The abundant pleasures of happiness Filling each day full-measure, overwhelming, And to God all the glory, gratitude.
Do we too quickly Forget those we sudden lost? Do we count our love Easily replaced by one Who comes new into our lives? Do we pray Heaven Has sweet mercy on everyone? Days are short, life brief, Have we given in and up Because change is difficult? Are we listening To the cares others admit? Are souls important, Do we point them to matters Concerning eternity? Do we pray the end Of war, fear, pain, loss, hunger? Maybe we should act – We could become bodies Ministering toward LIFE!
It came to me that the Coronavirus crisis has some parallels to the devastation we felt after September 11th. Not so many were lost on 911, but we came together, forgetting all our divisions. Globally we need to do the same to recover and make the world better than it was before this disaster.
Tonight, I put on the music that came out to raise money for victims of 911. If you have some of those discs or MP3s loaded somewhere, maybe you could give them a listen.
Remember, if we all work together, there is almost nothing the people of the world are unable to accomplish.