Rerun Plain like the Sky

 

For Mom ❤️

Plain Like the Sky
On a summer’s day or
The light on the snow today.
The sky today could be in June .
The light today could come back then too,
Having bounced around the universe,
Ask the light, What is out there?
Are there walls or just a curve,
Or is it all someone’s imagination?
Or is the light an emanation
From above, From some deification,
Shining down on all of us,
Plain Like the Sky
Said the light

Love, Mary

USA 🇺🇸 is 250 Years Young 😎

 

Sweet girl 🐈‍⬛

 

Psalm Challenge

 Rerun…

A long time ago I knew a blogger in Greece.

He challenged friends to read a psalm of the week,

Then write a blog post.

Psalm Challenge 85

Christmas is coming, 
Daylight growing,
Gifts are flowing, 
The tree is up.

The Sun above us, 
a good provider,
shines his gifts of 
warmth and power.

In the Heavens, all around us, 
lies the home of all the Justice.
We Pray for Peace.
We ask for Mercy, 
We want Salvation, 
to rise up through our feet from the earthen ground.

Rainy days, brings flowers, food, 
We take time out to nap.
Later gather the bounty in our garden,
We know no money could ever buy.

We ache for our country,
Sometimes afflicted 
with the opposite of
truth and peace.

We pray salvation,
comes on swiftly,
slaying the greedy, evil and arrogant beasts.

how else would peace be possible except by the death of evil?
Can we pray for such a death sentence to evil?

The Space in Between

Rerun of an old favorite.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Space in Between

There



Did you notice that?
The Space in Between?
The Pause, The Gap, the air we do not see.

Will you pay attention if I ask,
to the space in between
end and beginning,
and beginning and end.

Think about it next time,
When you notice a pause, a stop in the
conversation or the moment.

Was there something more in the silence you did not hear?
A hidden message in the air you cannot see?
And listen to the other signs,
Because the space in between is not nothing,
It is real.

Caturday

 

What, Me Worry 😎

 

TBT

 

Sunset

George and Martha Washington

 

Sadness

 Sadness

Comes and goes,

Sometimes takes forever, I know,

It only Seems to last forever,

That sinking feeling 

That “What if’s”

Then, “Will it ever end?”

Cat Tangled Up