Thursday, August 30, 2018

ILLUSIONS IN GRAY

I was looking through some of my old notebooks for a story a friend of mine had requested I send to her when I ran across some old pieces of poetry I had written over the years. So I thought why not share a few of these old poems with you. The first one I want to share is Illusions In Grey. I wrote this piece several years ago and had the privilege of reading it at a poetry slam held at the Paducah Market House Theater some years ago. Illusions In Gray A simple life, yet woven thread by thread Blending into the tapestry of life's illusions Each experience colored by shades of gray Distinguished by one's own perceptions Judgments, yea right, wrong, good, evil Truth's, still unknown, concealed alike nuggets Buried, awaiting one's precipitant discovery The light ceases to shine, but doth it really? No wait, there, it cascades it's beacon outward Twas only obscured potential masked by clouds Which contain doubts, fears, and a restless unknowingness Light shines through, where doth the darkness burrow? Thru the mist of gray it's rays burst forth With many a sliver of radiant beauty Distant, afar at first glance, tho it be It caresses tenderly those colors of gray Transforming the hues to reds, yellows Blues, greens, all color that lies between I see a tint of green, you say blue Whose dream is this? Mine or yours? I say mine, so green it must surely be It makes no difference that I can discern For all the shades, the tints, the ambiguous hues From the One Source they all did arrive So make your dream one colored in blue, that's alright This One Source I speak of, make it your heart's delight For that's all you really have, believe it or not! This Source, this Light, it possesses no judgments It awaits your call, tis your humble servant It has only to offer an unconditional love It serves each one equally, there are no favorites If I want red, it pours down red If you choose yellow, then yellow it is I speak of colors, tho not the only illusion Each path chosen to be trod upon by each one I imagine twill be filled with many a winding turn Taking one here, one there, one everywhere What is it you choose? Where would you love to go? What is it you would love to have manifest? Tis all up to you, I hope you can plainly see What color journey does your soul desire? Which illusions to disrobe? Which ones to retain? Whichever the road, what ere the dream Walk proud each step, know you are never alone Remember teh Light, the One Source of all It dwells within, awaiting your beckoning call Try heeding it's tranquil summons to unconditional love Enjoy your illusions, your colors, your dreams Allow others theirs no matter how they seem Take freely from life, but be quick to share Be the color you choose, and do it with passion After the greatest illusion you've shattered The soul is allowed to return to it's Source Then you will know, you're at long last Home Where all is One and One is all Go swiftly my friend, I'll someday meet you there. I leave all of you folks with thoughts of pure love, joy, peace and Oneness. Be good to yourselves and even better to others. Let your Light shine brightly!

Saturday, June 30, 2018

JUST ANOTHER STORM

Back on September 11th of last year and then again on June 12th of this year I wrote about the two trees that sit in my front lawn. Ironically in the one on June 11th of this year I talked about how the one tree had survived a lot of trauma in it's time but that it was still standing tall. I also made mention that maybe one day a storm would come along and completely destroy the tree. Well, a couple of days ago another storm rolled through. One moment I was talking on the phone with an old friend and the next minute the storm raged quickly down the street I live on. The winds, according to our local weather people, were between 60 and 70 miles per hour. The phone went dead, the lights and all the power went completely out, and the storm kept on raging. I heard a loud thump and when I opened the front door I saw a large part of my tree lying in the front ditch. As I walked out on the front porch the wind was blowing so hard I was having trouble just standing still. I watched for as long as I could until the rain began to fall so hard I was quickly getting drenched. I went back inside and stood by the window(yeah, I know you ain't supposed to stand by a window during a storm but I ain't the smartest person on earth) watching the wind and rain remain a torrent. The storm passed fairly quickly and then again, things were calm as could be. Upon inspection of my beloved tree I had all kinds of thoughts running through my mind. But the one that said the most to me was that God I love this tree and if I have to cut it completely down then it has endured it's last storm. About half of the tree is now lying on the ground and I'm not in too big a hurry to chop it up throw it away. If I lived out in the country somewhere instead of a subdivision I may just let it stay in the yard and decompose naturally. But I know I'm gonna have to get it removed soon. I have learned so many lessons about life just by loving and listening to this tree since the year of 2006. Now if I do have to cut this one down I will still have one left and I will wait and see what kind of lessons it will teach me. I would just like to remind everyone of how quickly the things and most importantly the people we love can be taken from us in a split second. We all know that, but yet it seems we continue to take for granted those we love. We continue to argue, disrespect, and at times even hate our brothers and our sisters, our husbands and wives, our friends and so on. Personally I have seen so many people I love just quickly disappear from my life for one reason or the other. So I tell myself often to never take for granted anything I love because like my storm damaged tree it can be there one moment and gone the next. And just in case I haven't told you lately that I love you, then I say it now. May your life be blessed with lots of love, inner peace, and joy! Be good to yourselves and even better to others if you can.