Thriving

Graceful Hope

There is a bond of Love, straightforward, tenacious, and incredible, between God and us, although our destinies may be permanently physically separated in this space and time. We trust and believe Love will last forever.

Love is a curious thing – beyond the real yet vibrant present. Rare and beautiful is what He brings to Life within us, though not suitable to be contained by this world, only in the haven of our hearts, given and enacted toward others.

Some of our best writing comes with thoughts of our beloved. We all go into the highest mode when creating poetry, songs, or important messages to exchange. These are often fanciful forays into a land full of dreams that only the Divine can fulfill.

God, though, is much greater than our fallibility.

Love, what a glorious creation, but more yet, unbounded, unabashed, familiar, comfortable, passionate, forgiving, graceful, eternal, binding, freedom in keeping, amazement. Here is Life, to trust in the power of Love. Love is the essence of The Lord, constantly manifesting through us with purpose. He is all, and we together in Him are all.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

P r O m P t: What fills you up like the ocean, land, or the sky fills our Space? Create!

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Be inspired and blessed today, tomorrow, and always! An Attitude of Gratitude will brighten any day.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Creativity Project, 2022 – Day 122

Arithmetic/Time

The pain felt when all
Is over; skin hits asphalt
Vultures roost nearby,
But that is not the story,
It is love refusing to die.
Rolling in the grass
Off the road, beside, reaching
For Heaven’s embrace,
Pale a moon face challenges
The night to blot out light.
Beauty unwaning
The years consume every time,
Gifts made to offer
Educating heart, mind, soul
But still seeking meaning bold.
Who, Who, an echo
Through deep darkling moments, lost
No answer, the cat
Licks the saucer placed before
Here where strangers could soon run.
This is not just now
This is the sum of equations
Worked out through ages
Everything is, nothing left
Outside the hours which survive.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

Have you ever wanted something to be true, but all the answers came up empty? I hope it has not happened often.

Asphalt burns after you slide along it, acquiring a scrape. It burns long after too. Life can be that way. Riding a wagon steering with the tongue almost guarantees it. Hurt teaches, if one survives. Fire is no fun, though, when a fall is taken.

I hope all is well with you and wherever you are. Bless you!

2022 Creativity Project – Day 121

Dwelt

Living the diamonds
Of yesterday’s fondest dreams
Making tomorrow’s shining destiny
Today playing round ankles
Fascinating a smile’s pinpoint curves.
The shadows past whisper breezes
Curtains drawn against heat
Passion boils a conclusion spent
With little worry, consequences meant
And time, all it buries in yards for rent.
Blind and hurry chasing those
Who names will not remember
Giving up love rather wallow
In polluted rivers, dismayed
Thus cheering for thousands gave.
Bending and bustle
Air wheezing and hacking
But trees seldom seen
Where will everyone hither
When no more care to listen
Because the voices become screams?
Rotted, worn, trod upon dreams.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan