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a softer view ~

28 Friday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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softly

Yesterday, on my drive home from work, I called to check in with one of my students. I had created a resume for him; and he had recently graduated from the program with a mandate to find employment within three weeks.

He had good news to share in that he had found a job. He was excited as it was the first in a long time (as he put it, ‘this side of clean). I commented that I knew he would make it past the fear of each day. He then said something that I pondered most of the night. He said that most had stopped believing him. At a loss for what to say (imagine that), I replied ‘maybe they just need some time to adjust to the new you’. He laughed, and said, “I think it’s because you see with God’s eyes.”

I wasn’t sure what to do with such a compliment except be grateful (and blush, tho he couldn’t see it). As I sometimes do when at a loss, I laughed, “I think His eyes are grey”.

It was a good talk, but it left me thinking long past my drive home.

While I’d love to think that I always see with God’s eyes, the reality is I don’t. But it’s something I aspire to. Surely we should all aspire to see beyond our own insecurities, failures, and fears; beyond our own ego into the worth of everything. Beneath every tear, every scar, there is a story. There is value.

I pray that I find myself more and more seeing with God’s eyes. And when the story comes (and it will), I pray that I will listen with His ears and remember with His heart.

before the day
another night –
is passed to consequence
stars are led
in silence round
the sun

leaves are turned
as blossoms fair
look beyond the path
to search the sky
for angels
come undone

. . .

curses ~

27 Thursday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry

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rolledintome

of these failings
fragile moments –
curses chase
a lover’s sigh
held as prayers
before the morning
– as promise gathered
into light

quiet first
as raindrops singing
low against
the window pane
wishes worn awake
by wanting –
stirs the soul
to dream
again

. . .

until ~

26 Wednesday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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becoming, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, everything I know, fearless, grace, gravel roads, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, resurrection, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering

WAI

the moon awaits
the close of day
a melting of the sun
wings are lifted softly
by the breeze

forever wills
a turning back –
another way we knew
when words were graced by silence
moonlight kissed
the trees

. . .

beyond my fingertips ~

25 Tuesday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, verse

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becoming, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, gravel roads, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, sometimes, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, wisdom

nearlynow

was for joy
another lived –
beyond my fingertips
beyond the scent
of rivers
gentle hands

are fastened
by my memory –
held in place too long
with wanting
let me never
love the same

talk about
and all I know
is what of me remains
missing of my heart
the sweetest
name

nights have passed
beyond the dream
somewhere else
I live
a telling
of the moments
falling through

. . .

a faraway forgot ~

24 Monday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling

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alzheimers, becoming, connection, faith, family, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, living, love, memory, old maps, reason, restless, seasons, spirit, surrender, time, truth, understanding, unremembering

fearlessfalling

when all I know
the winter takes
without regard
to want
blankets pulled aside
and windows
wide

as welcome
to another life
was last
the first to go
a fond farewell
as kisses
on my brow

stories
I was meaning
to tell
before the night
was folded in
to fill
my wondering

backward
to beginning –
a baby once again
cradled
to a faraway
forgot

. . .

a wish before you’re gone ~

23 Sunday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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bliss, breath, connection, conscious consciousness, death, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, love, nature, old maps, passion, postmark, restless, self, spirit, understanding, wandering, wonder

surelythis

silence strains
this fitful heart –
as red
the noonday blush
above the pines
where yesterday
the chill

remained
to slow the longing
snowflakes
into leaves
nights no longer
seek
my company

broken cups
and I still I raise
a favored
to the stars –
remember me
a wish
before you’re gone

counted
by the taking
for love
a moment more –
lights have filled
the places
we belong

. . .

the verse that was my name ~

22 Saturday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry, verse

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connection, destiny, faith, family, grace, grief, knowledge, living, love, memory, old maps, reason, relationship, sing me to home, spirit, spirituality, steph, strength, truth, understanding, value

samebutnot

hold me now
within the safe
where once
I lay my head
listening
as whispers
sang me home

reminders
I’ve forgotten
the verse
that was my name
a memory
is all we wrote
of time

beyond the last
another breath –
a garden
once we knew
seeds are bound
to blossom
come the spring

. . .

Author’s Note:  For a dear friend.  May love rush into the shallows
of your sorrow.

often ~

20 Thursday Feb 2014

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bliss, breath, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, resurrection, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, unremembered, value, wonder

somewhereI

how often
now
the spirit bows
in reverence to the past
blessings come
immortal into bloom
colors nearly
faded –
by presence
so divine
the garden
of forgiveness
is guarded by the moon

lily sweet
and crimson pale –
sunset of the soul
prayers to trade
– another
one more day
further than we meant to go
a light beyond
the light
dreams are freed
from sleeping –
wishing us away

. . .

comes a time ~

20 Thursday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in Poetry

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adjusting, becoming, connection, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, faith, family, forgiveness, grace, gravel roads, grief, hope, knowledge, life, living, love, old maps, passion, reason, seeing in the dark, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, value, wisdom

morningstar

When comes a time
there are no words –
no solace left to offer
tears have turned
to ashes on the lawn.

Life begins
anew to bloom –
with memory of winter
stars will shine
much brighter
come the dawn.

…

deceived by the chill ~

17 Monday Feb 2014

Posted by tornadoday in a time for telling, Poetry, Storytelling

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allowing, assurance, breath, connection, death, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, grief, life, living, love, memory, reason, relationship, sorrow, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, understanding, value

remains as one

o tell me again
of a moment so dear
could cleave from my soul
the remembrance
of ache
would weave
of the losing
a tapestry fine
wrapped as it was
to the story began

blest be the grieving
til nothing is lost
but an emptiness
filled by a kiss long ago
wrench from my sorrows
the mercy of love
– to remain
when the earth
is gone cold

let not these arms
be deceived by the chill
this bed
by the falling apart
tempt not these lips
in silence
to squander –
the richness of story
held by the heart

. . .

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