Beginnings...

Today is the official first day of Spring. With it, comes sadness for me as I remember a dear lost loved one, who now resides with the Lord. But along with this sadness comes a clear breath, a clear mind, and a hopeful joy that only God can bless one with. I know I shall see her again. I know that I am in God's hands and he directs and keeps me.

This is a poem I wrote a while after my grandmother passed. I knew the night she would pass and when I woke that next morning, I knew she had left us. You see, she and I were deeply connected. Not only do I miss our grandmother/granddaughter relationship...I also miss our friendship...she was my best friend.

Tangled Fingers

Tangled fingers in sunset glow,
transparent skin and one not old.
Taunting tickings cause us to slow
neither palm wanting to let go.

Time to slip in drips of death
angelic hands pull and insist;
demanding good-byes from our breath
slower we walk and resist.

A gentle press as we agree
life’s rules will wait for our command:
a moment more, still too brief,
walking, tangled --hand in hand.

No hurry to step on grey grave ground,
we smile and talk as before,
until I wake to unwelcome sounds
of quiet steps beyond life’s door.

Fingers slip from tangled weaving,
tracing life in carved stone;
like a whisper gently stealing
I notice now --I walk alone.

And to leave you with a positive thought...


Promises

Rhythmic promises in the skyline dawn
as little sprinkles of leaf buds yawn
Restless winds breathe through brown branches
as time lays down life’s new chances
Calming sighs slip from every man
as yellow rays creep across the land
Small green blades peek from the ground
as Spring’s soft song begins to sound.

Psalm 13:5-6
But I have trusted in thy mercy; my heart shall rejoice in thy salvation. 6 I will sing unto the LORD, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.

Psalm 17:15
As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.

Psalm 30:4
Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.

Psalm 73:26
My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever.