Just once
Can you be there?
Just once
Can you see me?
Please
For me?
Just once
Can you listen
And do
For all the years
Tears
It’s been me and you
Just once
Please
For me?
Just once
So I Know
Monthly Archives: March 2011
Making my peace (via Words we never said…)
Making my peace
Sometimes – making peace
means having the courage to
acknowledge conflict.
Your thoughts echo my own… find peace? I don’t think everyone is meant to. Happiness… that either…
Short story…
I find comfort in sadness, many do… it became my companion. A constant familiar on my shoulder… always with me as a friend…
there came a time when things got shaken up in my world, as it tends to happen with time and seasons. things began to change, patience wore thin and then I had enough,
Only my sense of enough happened with me giving up, turning my back on dreams and forgetting my purpose, if I every truly knew what that was…
I literally gave up on it all… and the worst part of it was, my familiar changed also… it changed and became a hole, in my chest and the ache is hollow… it takes sadness and captures it… it brings it in… tears fear of flowing for they know what awaits within, so they left also…
A sad little thing that can’t even cry or be sad. I wonder…
Making peace? I think you will reach it first… so I leave with you the same request…
( I felt this was the answer… I didn’t want to burden your pages with my dark words ) Thank you M.L for this window…
forever by the light of the moon
There
on the icy waters
the pale outline of two souls
you can see the connection
it bleeds into the night
tendrils weaving through the darkness
Glimmering
faint
suspended
between time
space
reality
fiction
the shadows of mind
the veils of truth
Two souls
the outline of phantom limbs reaching for one another
Over the frozen waters
in the brightness of the light
of the moon
blinded
they reach
they stare
between time
space
reality
the shadows of mind
the windows of acceptance
Fading
The moon leaves the souls
Darkness descends
They grow dim
Once more
Forever reaching with phantom limbs
This scene
this tale
the souls
until the end of time
they reflect over the glimmering waters of the night
at times frozen
at times alive
always waiting
behind the veil of this life
Help Japan
Most everyone knows the impact of Fridays devastating earthquake which spawned a massive tsunami leaving hundreds of thousands either displaced, missing or dead. Economic Impact. Nuclear Crisis. Displaced. Broken…It breaks my heart to know that so many lives are forever scarred. I pray for the people of Japan and know that millions will join in the effort to help the people of this ravaged country.
I normally do not emphasize the need of charity and donation… yet as I sit here, warm, with food and comfort I feel guilty. I read about only a fraction of the imminent grief and I know that once all is said and done it will only be the beginning of Japans long recovery. So give. Even if only a small donation. Give.
Google Crisis Response (There you can choose where to donate.)
And if you can’t… pray and keep the people in your heart. Be mindful and give thanks for your life and your way of life.
Air of being
Do you believe
In what seems to be
The love felt for your souls
The pain felt for yours lost
How tomorrow can come after today
How a day can span forever
A moment may exist ever or never
Do you believe
In what seems to be
Your souls completion left aside
Your souls reason passed on by
Your souls adrift
You lost your mind
Your place is missed
Perhaps left behind
Do you believe
In what seems to be
To lose a piece of your soul
Time often takes its toll
Its seems unfair that all must wait
For the time we contemplate
If we were born too late
If we have missed the date
Why do we have to wait
For our destined fate
To reveal the truth
To our soul
To see the meaning
In our mind
To believe in what seems to be
For ever
Or perhaps
just this time
Journals Of Enreal 