Wednesday, March 23, 2016

quickening (or, last night's text)

"quick, quick"
the text read
"look at the sunset"

so "quick" up the stairs
and "quick" onto the deck
twas a wonder i didn't wreck
into a wall!

when i arrived
the mighty ball
covered by cloud
lent a subtle effect
hard to forget

i learned from that text
though "slow" fits
my flow
"quick, quick"
i sometimes need to be
and i oft need others
to quicken me!

for a moment
is only a moment

for only
a moment

".....just maybe it is these small silent moments which are the true story-making events of our lives."
                                          ~Douglas Coupland

*A big thank you to my friend, JA, for quickening me to such a beautiful moment.

Sunday, March 20, 2016

their presence
in the dead brush
is like the glistening of stars
in the blackest of night
bringing their light
to the plight of the world

"What a strange thing!
to be alive
beneath cherry blossoms."  ~Kobayashi Issa, Poems

And what a privileged thing to be alive to the sight of pear blossoms in early spring.

Tuesday, March 15, 2016

into eternity on a cold winter morning

as geese in the middle of winter
so hope rises above
a harsh

"The wings of hope carry us, soaring high above the driving winds of life. " ~Ana Jacob

Easter will be here soon so this morning i re-read the account of two of Christ's followers walking down a road discussing all that had happened......the capture of the one they called "Master" and "friend", the mockery of a trial, the heinous execution, the burial, and the report of a stolen body. They were in the first stages of grief....shock, unbelief, horror. Then from seemingly no where, "Another" joined them. And since then:

death, though dark it be,
                hath not the victory......