There is no secret No perfect way to handle All the things life gives – It is only now, living Through each moment, we are, have. Alarm bells clanging, Favorite songs playing, blare, Everything is there To keep us wanting, needing – Engaged in doing, being. We are the present Happening over, in time, Carrying talent Gifts to share fairly and kind Leaving no regrets behind. Love is our reason Even when we cannot rhyme In all the doing Filling each second of life – Understanding the plot line.
I wrote ten pages in my journal today. This tanka is an excerpt. I picked a subject to photograph and include, then used Adobe Express to complete the design.
Prompt: Combine elements from various media in a creation. Share if you choose.
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What is this fond thing A haunting that enfolds us, New yet, familiar Like the breezes’ gentle kiss? Since encouragement to Love Is a melody Quieting contentious thought, We swim into song All beauties, surrounding – still Shadows – knowing every name; Life embraces Loving Wrapping our core uniqueness In almost comfort, But restlessness inspires reach To achieve, complete, receive; Adventure whispers Never hesitate, embark. Moments so fleeting – Do not give up this striving, For excellence commissions Toward performance, Rousing harmony stellar Turning inside out Our hearts’ dear feelings become An ocean, emotion, Love Beckoning each day, Life does sing.
On Friday, August 12, I drove to Chattanooga to visit my son, Alex. I took him a few supplies since he will be starting college at the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga campus soon. He gave me a tour of the campus, and I was amazed.
We ate some scrumptious food and we visited both portions of the Tennesse Aquarium.
I wrote the poem at the beginning of the post, longhand in my journal today. My only significant change was bringing it from the first person to a universal third when I typed it on my phone.
I wish I could attend college. It would be an incredible adventure. I hope Alex has a tremendous academic experience in studying Data Science. There is much on that campus to keep him interested and busy.
I am grateful I found the courage to drive up to see Alex. I am so honored to have such a talented young man who has accomplished much as my son. God blessed me abundantly in the gift of a child with his aptitudes to offer the world.
Prompt: Create something that engenders positive feelings. Share it if you choose.
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Be steadfast, be excellent, and find joy in the blessings surrounding us. God be with everyone always.
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Whatever happened To the ones who drifted by Not knowing the names Of the places once traveled, But drinking the wine, despite? Maybe the meeting Of another changed the face Of one, perhaps more, Bringing smiles that sang loudly Of happiness, shared bedrooms. There may be others Like the one in a blue suit Who was returning From a funeral wished not To have attended, hopeless. Reckon all these lives Will little remember how Each place held lilies In blue vases chased with gold, If memory stays at all.
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