I Will

One day I will set like the sun

I will become a vapor as the clouds
A day will come when all my strength is used up
But that’s not today
Today I will warm the earth like the noonday sun
My life will roll like the raging sea
And while I still have strength
I will love. 

The Future

When reading books, it is so tempting to flip to the end to see how it ends. It is in our nature to want to know how things end up. We speculate while watching movies and some of them have alternate endings for us to view. In our lives we also want to know where we are going. We use things like prophesies, astrology; even fortune cookies. With them comes either a feeling of relief or the thrill of having insight. Having plans ourselves that are a surprise to others is also fun. It gives us satisfaction to see someone smile who had no clue what was coming. When we have premonitions that don’t happen we experience disappointment. Some may get depressed. That is why it is best to take one day at a time. Circumstance and attitudes can change. Good principles are love actions defined. As long as we stay in it things will turn out OK. Everything else, those pesty variables in the future, will fall in line…

Justice

Hooray! a shout for justice!

Everyone got their due!
Happy smiling faces
No clouds; the sky is blue

This is a banner day
actions in the right 
Everything intact 
Virtue won the fight

Let’s hear it for truth!
Principles defined
But I hear a whisper 
The hearts we left behind

Trouble

It’s all that I can do

To hold it all inside 
I tightly cross my arms
Maybe I can hide
Some claim to understand
Their smiling sweet intent 
While I explode inside 
With no way to vent
Some may look at me
As nothing but trouble
I’ll stick those who know me
And let them all grumble
My deepest thoughts reside 
apprehensions and fears
The more I am pushed
Realities are clear
But I will hold my dreams
Knowing someone’s near
While we dance inside
Until that time is here. 

 

Tales

With a bitter face 

He told his bitter tale 
She tore his tender heart
And didn’t give a care
Never waste love 
On petty boundaries
Let them work themselves out
While we enjoy each other
Each minute we’re in love
That lasting estacy
We will pull in close
Lest the world impose on us
Let it keep its bitterness
It’s striving for the wind
We will keep ourselves
Making sweet tales
 
 

Crisis or Inconvenience

I have been reading stories on Holocaust survivors lately and was reminded of a story I read years ago…

A true story I read once had a big impact about how I deal with day to day problems. I haven’t been able to find because it was years ago. A reader’s digest story about two men that worked at a factory. The storyteller was a worker who had issues with the frugal German owner of the company he worked for. The writer hated his job and listed all the issues he had with management. There was another worker who seemed quiet and who also did his work. One day the writer unloaded his grievances on the worker. The worker told the writer that he needed to see the difference between crisis and inconvenience. He was a Holocaust survivor and had watched his entire family die in prison camps. The grievances the writer had were normal inconveniences everyone has to deal with in life. You deal with them, make choices and enjoy the results. No one is being put to death. There is no starvation or family being shipped off in trains. Being healthy, alive and having the freedom to move as we see fit is something to celebrate. Everything else is an inconvenience….

What We’re Made of

When I think of failure

The awful tragedy
Isn’t loss of things
It’s lack of poetry 

A life with subtle meanings
More than merely chance
Should life appear itself
Or stem from a romance?

A bang can place your stars 
A gamblers expanse 
Mine were made with care
A place where lovers dance

You’ll never find the answers 
Close or far above
Energy and matter
We are made of love

Predawn

Darkness, silence and cold reign
A memory 
Light, singing and warmth 
Of times past

Where is morning? 

Seasons end with grief
We must endure
New days begin
We will enjoy

The cycle of life 

Will this winter end?
Darkness must turn to light.
Grief give way to joy
It is ordained. 

We will defy this silence
Darkness may reign for now
Let’s sing with the birds
And welcome the dawn