Monthly Archives: June 2018

In Dying.

26 Tuesday Jun 2018

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Death comes like a robber 

In the middle of the night

And changes the faces

Of those we hold tight.

 

Found on Facebook Timeline on 7-24-17. Country and Farm Photography. Taken by Carolyn Anderson.

We sit beside the dying,

See the ravages of time

Reflected in our loved ones,

And feel it is a crime.

 

Because we feel cheated

That we’ll never see again

The energy of youth

And things that might have been.

 

We remember all the secrets

We wish we had told,

And words we left unspoken

While we both grew old.

 

No one knows the dreams

We hid deep inside,

Nor the precious moments

When we both gave in to pride.

 

So it is with sadness, 

We watch their last breath,

As they let go of life

To embrace the arms of death.

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

Favorite Poems I Like #8: “Hold Fast Your Dreams.”

24 Sunday Jun 2018

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Hold fast your dreams!                                                               

Found on Pinterest on 6-11-17. Saved from meetup.com. Darkfire. Magic & Mysteries.

Within your heart

Keep one still, secret spot

Where dreams may go,

And, sheltered so,

May thrive and grow

Where doubt and fear are not.

O keep a place apart, Within your heart,

For little dreams to go!

 

Think still of lovely things that are not true.

Let wish and magic work at will in you.

Be sometimes blind to sorrow. Make believe!

Forget the calm that lies

In disillusioned eyes.

Though we all know that we must die,

Yet you and I

May walk like gods and be

Even now at home in immortality.

 

We see so many ugly things-

Deceits and wrongs and quarreling;

We know, alas! We know

How quickly fade

The color in the west,

The bloom upon the breast

And youth’s blind hour.

Yet keep within your heart

A place apart

Where little dreams may go,

May thrive and grow.

Hold fast-hold fast your dreams!

-LOUISE DRISCOLL-

 

“When we are young, we dream from the heart, the mind, and the soul. Our minds weave fantasy and truth together. We wish for things. We think if we wish and work hard enough, we can make the impossible happen. We  have faith in the mystery of life.

The longer we live and experience loss and pain, admit our mistakes and learn from them, we put on the hat of maturity  and try to accept reality for what it is. Over time, we learn to stop wishing, yearning, and dreaming. We stifle the life force inside of us. 

The older we get, we come to realize that when we give up all hope, when we stop dreaming and believing, life holds no more mystery. We shrivel-up inside, and start to die. We learn, in order to remain receptive to life, we must have a place where dreams can go and grow.”            Yu/stan/kema. 

The Storms Within Me and In Nature.

21 Thursday Jun 2018

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I walked down to the ocean last night

And watched for the rising tide.

A storm was blowing in from the west

That matched what I could not hide.                           

Found on Pinterest on 6-21-18. ExquisiteCoasts.com.

   

 

A wave of sadness and loss rolled in

From heartbreak over the years.

They tried to erode the walls of my soul

With a sea of helpless tears.

 

The winds blew fierce across the waves

And salt spray hung in the air.

I fought to keep my body up right,

As the rain pelted my hair.

 

The storms of life had battered my heart

And my spirit relentlessly.

I was exhausted in body and soul.

I wanted to be free.

 

The storms died down and the sun came out

And the ocean was calm once more.

My soul found rest in love’s sweet light,

And I felt my spirit soar.

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

 

 

Favorite Poems I Like #7: ” With Every Rising of the Sun.”

18 Monday Jun 2018

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With every rising of the sun

Found on Pinterest on 10-24-16. Thich Nhat Hanh.

Think of your life as just begun.

 

The past has shrived and buried deep

All yesterdays-there let them sleep….

 

Concern yourself with but today,

Woo it and teach it to obey,

 

Your wish and will. Since time began

Today has been the friend of man….

 

You and today! a soul sublime

And the great pregnant hour of time.

 

With God between to bind the twain,

Go forth, I say, attain, attain.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX-

 

“When we allow ourselves to be consumed with anxiety about the future, we rob ourselves of the precious moments of today, and the blessings each day can bring.    We can become blind to what is good and lovely. For the sake of our souls, we must    focus on the good or else we will drown in our despair.”

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

Transcendence In Nature.

10 Sunday Jun 2018

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The sun was bright                                           

Found on Pinterest on 2-23-17. Vladimir Volegov. Volegov.com.

overhead                                    

as I headed out the door

into the gardens

out front.

It had been

a long time

since I spent hours

talking to the flowers,

precious moments spent

in visualizing each

tiny stem that curved

up from young, green leaves.

I see a rose-bud opening

up in the sunlight.

It’s tiny head nods

in the early summer breeze.

It’s deep pink color 

stands out from all the rest.

I lean down to whisper                       

Found on Facebook Timeline on 8-8-16. Facebook/Roses.Images.

to the lovely rose,

“Thank you for giving

your life to me.

You give me joy.”

I kneel and spade gently

around the rose-bush.

I inhale its fragrance,

and take time to water

its roots growing

deep in the warm soil.

I am aware of the blue sky,

the warmth of the sun’s rays,

and a sea of flowers, 

waving their heads at me.

I feel the oneness that comes

in the presence of something

greater than myself.

I whisper to the wind,

“All is well, all is well

with my soul.” 1

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

1 spiritual quotes to live by.com- Trina Graves.

 

Nature Gives Respite For The Spirit.

03 Sunday Jun 2018

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When I was just a girl of eight,

I stretched out flat upon the ground,

And on my back I saw the world

With a blue sky, heard natural sounds.

 

Found on Pinterest on 7-17-15. Days of grace-cherie.

 

I felt my soul fly out of me

And land on top a soft white cloud.

I embraced the universe

And heard an angel laugh out loud.

 

All around me Beauty breathed

And blew sweet hope into my chest.

She wrapped me in serenity, 

And gave me a much-needed rest.

 

The scent of sweet tender leaves

Moved gently through the tall oak trees.

Found on Pinterest on 6-13-16.

The smell of Honeysuckle blooms

Drifted across the morning breeze.

 

I saw one-hundred flowers dance

And lift their faces to the sun.

They smiled and bowed their heads in prayer

And gave thanks to the Holy One.

 

In me there grew such ecstasy.

It blew the storms of life aside.

It gave me respite for a day

And brought back hope that had died.

Yu/stan/kema-