Poems

Today was aimless, not lazy,
there was no path,
or a need to disconnect
I felt no urge to search
for an arrow, or a sign,
by which it could direct.

I was not happy,
and/or sad,
feeling up or down
I wasn’t really
thinking,
about anything at all.

It started that way
on that day
did I think at all?
I did not sigh or laugh,
I didn’t do anything,
a day not memorable.

There was nothing to talk about
I was not bored or excited,
no feelings to recall
no moments to reflect upon
No surprises which,
I thought to regale.

No accomplishments,
no failures, ordinary
as all there was to see
nothing projected,
all things that were,
just there to be.

Everything just as it was
nothing added
and nothing to be missed,
gave clarity to,
it’s just what,
what actually really is.

An ending with a smile,
remembering. . .
what must have been a dream,
not thought provoking,
without any provocation
It was. . .just as it had seemed.

But now I’m back I guess
nothing to report,
it’s good to see
much the same
some had changed
but I was still just me.

So may you have
that day with meanings
not important or pressing
one with no answers
but still
will never leave you guessing.

A BIG AAAAH 😊

How I feel when the kindness I have given,
is returned they’re desire.

A bond within God’s embrace that is shared,
one given, and not meant to require.

Like a smile from a child unsolicited, 
or a smile from the eyes,
while holding the hand of one heading home.

Sensing then knowing,
that these paths of experience,
are never walked alone.

The subtle nudges that are often not felt,
but later realized then become resonating.

When God becomes relevant, without any need,
or any hesitating.

There is always time and endless space, 
that you will find a place to fit in.

Believing there is no ending, leaves no doubt,
there’ll be another which to begin.

With a kind touch another smile to grace your eyes,
while giving and receiving blessings and gratitude.

Will allow his light upon your path,
to always be within your view.

May your presence be of a virtue settled by kindness,
and a heart filled by grace from above.

Leaving truth as your mark in your time upon this earth,
filled with joy and with Love.

How I feel when the kindness I have given,
is returned without my desire

That momentary bond within God’s embrace that is shared,
with no need to require

Like a smile from a child unsolicited, 
or a smile from the eyes,
while holding the hand of one heading home.

Knowing that these paths of experiences,
are not walked upon alone

The subtle nudges that are often not felt,
but later realized and amazing

It’s when God becomes relevant,
without any hesitating.

There is always time and endless space, 
that you will find a place to fit in.

Believing there is no ending, leaves no doubt,
there’ll be a which to begin

With a kind touch and a smile to grace your eyes,
while giving and receiving blessings and gratitude.

Will allow his light upon your path,
to be within your view.

May your presence be of grace and Love,
settled by kindness and a heart filled with joy.

And leave your mark as a truth desired
by all friends in your employ.

Let the day bring what it may,
its choices provided,
can bring subtle and often,
abrupt surprises.
The sun will set,
the clock will keep ticking,
while the moon gracefully,
once again rises.

No matter what we receive,
or what we perceive,
or what is placed,
upon our plate
Moments pass,
both slow and fast
Even when we stall
or hesitate.

And in the end
what depends,
is how you lived
and how you treated others
with kindness and respect,
mindful of Karma,
not hoping to recover.

Blessed are those
whom would choose to give,
rather. . .
than what has been taken
to lend their hand,
or their time,
in moments of need
and not just forsaken.

How often I have questioned,
that other direction
thinking another corner
should I turn.
Looking forward on my path,
wondering, could I change,
or is there another lesson
to be learned.

In reflection, the sum of
all my recollections
if they were my choices
to be made
Or influences provided for me
the patch work sewn together
upon my table,
to be laid.

As I gather within the collage
the wishes and regrets
that have been
my life,
Some just a passing fancy,
some quite scary,
and those that
actually applied.

So as I journal
through my poetry,
although it’s relevancy
yet to determine
I do it for my own
entertainment
I’m sure to say. . .
of that I’ll be quite certain 😊

May your day be filled with happiness and boundless Love

AMEN