BETTER

The light of better
Can appear at any time,
But there must be space
Welcoming its existence;
Prepared for motion and change.

If locks are on gates,
Bolts securing every door,
Better goes elsewhere
Finding hearts, lives, minds open
Ready for advances it brings.

Better rewards those
With courage to dare, become
The vision, the dream,
Who chase freedom like treasure;
Risk it all, give everything.

Another set of conjoined tanka. I had to catch the inspiration while the fickle fairy was here, cause when I dawdle, I lose the words, mine to say.

Moody Weather

Regret is grey skies,
Pouring rain, distant thunder,
Unreasoning pain,
It fades marvels out of day
Takes joy, happiness, away.

There remains great hope
Storms shall pass like ocean waves
And smiles will return
With color, levity, light;
Washing pure, despair takes flight.

Those are conjoined tanka. I play with them a lot. Also, there is rhyme and me, not a rhyming poet.

Love…

Love like you will live forever,
But always recognize your life
Could end momentarily.

When we choose to love, we move into the realm of the timeless, eternity, infinity. An act of love reverberates through all time; past, present, and future. It changes the course of history and impacts destiny. We are who we are by letting loving flow through us and be spread freely.

Love:

Sometimes… it is a hug when we have not seen someone in a while.

Sometimes… it is saying, “I love you,” and meaning it to the depths of our being.

Sometimes… it is listening when someone is over-stressed.

Sometimes… it is a fervently lifted prayer.

Sometimes… it is a note to express love and care, with encouragement and inspiration for good measure.

Sometimes… it is a thoughtful gift.

Sometimes… it is an unexpected call, text, or message.

Sometimes… it is a meal, carefully prepared.

Sometimes… it is a visit, out of the blue.

Sometimes… it is anything we can do to express our love and convey how special someone is to us.

If we work, no matter our vocation, we should dedicate our labor to enriching the lives of others with our love and care. If we become cross and out of sorts, we should remind ourselves that we have a sacred duty to minister to every human and animal, and thing, in love. For it is our respectable calling.

If we can bless the world into which we have been placed with love, kindness, gentleness, generosity, encouragement, and inspiration, perhaps we can guide the planet into a better social and economic state. We can do so much to alleviate pain, death, suffering, poverty if we each become love.

Blessings to each of you. May you reach for your dreams and grasp them, so they become your life. May Love strengthen you in all you do.

Do not give up, do not quit, you have not seen what you are striving for yet. God has better things for you than you imagine.

I had the honor and pleasure to visit here where they cure childhood cancer a while back. Such as this is work of love.

I Might Get My Groove Back

2020-02-02_Flower Melody

I am truthful when I say I used to do well with art. I am trying to revive my skills.

As a prompt, if you have let a part of your creativity hibernate or rust, expend some time in doing something with it. Keep on until you bring your level of artistry back to former levels or surpass them.

This is abstract compared to some of what I did in the past. I love working in colored pencil. I used Polychromos for this. They seem to be less waxy than Prismacolors. I know it may seem a little elementary, but just doing it is the thing.

It brings me joy. Follow the joy, all our lives need more of it.