a state of rest, sleep or tranquility..
a state of resting after exertion or strain..
a place of rest…
lack of activity…
cessation or absence of activity, movement, or animation..
to lie at rest, to lie dead, to remain still or concealed…
to take a rest, to rest for support…
What place is this, such promise be
where soul finds peace, tranquility?
Thus waits the cool and shadowy balm
that fills the troubled heart with calm.
Where time stands still, they lay their fears
and soft, the light will dry their tears.
Sweet rest, for hope doth thus suppose
salvation found in sweet repose.
Copyright words and image 2019
If you think that nature is accidental, without order or purpose, or that what we do has no impact on its metabolism, then you aren’t looking closely…
We are all leaders and followers, explorers and sages, lost and found, stumbling around in a daze, the days float by like wispy clouds across the landscape of evolution, revolution simmers within the soul of forgotten dreams, what seems to be is not and up is down, the quaking ground disintegrates while we dance upon its face and disgrace the toils of our ancestors, blaming them for not foreseeing our arrogance and gluttony, the litany of progress and technology drowning out the cacophony of the Earth’s despairing cry-“Hear me!”
Every living thing, every cell within existence, is part of the never ending chain. What seems minuscule to us is in turn herculean to another, right down to a single celled organism. You can’t idolize Science when it heals you, gives you technology and progress, then deny it when it tells you something that is frightening, undeniable and imminent.
Look closely. It isn’t just about you or me. There are others who stand to lose and be lost, generations denied their own opportunities if we don’t accept responsibility and work for change.
Please…don’t break the chain.
Look closely at this image. At first glance the tiny photo-bomber seems like an ant. It isn’t. It is just a tinier version, looking up to our tiny friend who looks up to another who looks up to another, who looks up…
Corinna, Corinna was a favorite film of ours through the years. This little song has been worming its way through my gray matter all night. It was one of our Sunday School standards growing up and it never loses significance.
It can be so hard to carry on as the happy, bright beings we are when life’s burdens feel so heavy. At times it seems all we are seems to offend and repel those around us. It is all too easy to withdraw into ourselves, retreating from the pain of loss or fear of rejection.
It is during these moments that we have to hold that little light high for all to see, to remind ourselves that our heart light sustains us through Life’s difficult walk, and to remind the hand of darkness that the Light is eternal, its source sustaining its Children.
If you have the chance, catch the movie. Its message of love and acceptance, tolerance and honesty, remains a relevant one.
A single candle will light the dark….
shine with a soft tremulous light
glint, glisten, flicker, twinkle, sparkle, flash,
scintilate, flare, glare, gleam, glow, glimmer,
glitter, dance, blink, wink
She sings and stings,
her gossamer wings
caress the winds,
the blossom bends
to her desire
to light the fire-
light grows dimmer,
CKP copyright photo and words
There are times, it seems,
like in misty dreams
where a lack of color
Subtle hues of
shadow and light,
a silent whisper
of Earth’s delight.
Perhaps the reds
and golds and blues,
the roses’ blush
and sunset views,
of line and form,
cool and warm.
in the blink of an eye
to color my world!
copyright words and image 2019
especially if you have a bird bath and a sprinkler! 😀
Happy Friday my friends…
I am still having issues with space, but have been working to free some up so that I can stay connected with you guys here in the Blogosphere. I value the connections I have made with so many talented, beautiful souls. May your day be beautifully filled with Love, Light and opportunity.
And please be safe out there on this holiday!