For some there comes a time when a second chance is given.That time then becomes a celebration of the unrecognized gifts of the past and humble gratitude for the wonder of present.
This then is a collection of reflections and comments on life,work,love and faith to be sung ,and danced to, in thanksgiving for a second chance.
Friday, May 2, 2014
was that day when she stood
Waiting and welcoming
radiantly in the rays of the midday sun.
stood in their full color guarding
pathway to her heart.
was as if she knew that the time as perfect.
was the treasure the pilgrims had sought.
but not tired,
but not overbearing.
flight of birds burst in formation
exploding out into all directions,
nature’s feathered fireworks
became weeks, weeks months and months years.
birds and their songs never departed.
the dark soul of night she was honored by the sounds of
crickets’ celestial chorus accompanied by
sound of rustling leaves slowly
by the breath of God.
purpose was to be the perpetual peace-giver.
would be more than a sanctuary
in the stream.
filled photo albums record remembering
Moveable feasts of joyful gatherings and celebrations:
birthdays, Christmases and Easters
With friends and family!
companions freely frolicked frequently with her.
times of grieving she was a source of
silent prayers of solace
comfort for the tears.
strong she stood her ground and sheltered her clan
the frozen winters, sweltering summers
the storms of all seasons and sources.
they were tired she provided a safe haven
the busy-ness and strain of the world.
souls felt safe with her and would dream in comfort.
was, no, she is sacred ground.
pilgrim would lovingly anoint her honoring her with flowers
the other would assure that music
sanctified this temple.
gathered with her flourished.
truth and complete love can be found in letting go.
pilgrims’ first then their second would say farewell
out on their own journeys to find out.
would always be there when and if they would feel
burning desire to feel that unconditional love again.
wise prophetess she seemed to know
work here too would come to an end.
time would soon arrive when the original pilgrims
Would pass solemnly through
door of salvation one final time.
will be no “goodbyes” just gratitude
they could return to her in their hearts.
perchance you visit her lend an ear and listen carefully,