Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
faithful, grief, home, life, love, memory, prayer, reminders, still, the coming back, trust, truth
for a little while
I waited –
watched the lane
where once you passed
kept a lantern burning
all night long
for a little while
I prayed aloud –
then drifted off to sleep
surrounded by
these memories
of home
fearless to
the morrow –
a day like all the rest
leaning to the light
where you have gone
. . .
08 Wednesday Apr 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality
Tags
hands, jealous moon, life, love, prayer, promise, spirit, words without words
a whisper
come from somewhere –
a prayer divides the dark
a buried deep
reminder
of something
someone said
held apart
together
hands becoming hands
lifetimes left
for telling –
wordless words
instead
. . .
27 Thursday Feb 2020
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling
Tags
blessing, cheryl mccann, eternity, grief, home, life, light, love, memory, prayer, spirit, truth
what measure this –
the meeting
of ancient light to soul
in stories
tell me once again –
before my bones grow cold
brittle
as beginning they
warmed within your arms
gather me
tether me –
against the sweet foretelling
of alarm
where name becomes
a memory –
some other life begins
beyond this golden sunset
I exist –
remember how I loved
how I’ll miss
the making of each moment
within the nights to come
let me go
how far and still –
already
I’ll be home
. . .
Cheryl McCann
5/30/1977 ~ 02/26/2020
23 Tuesday Apr 2019
Posted in Poetry, spirituality, Storytelling, Uncategorized
Tags
forgiveness, grief, home, life, love, meaning, none the same, prayer, regret, remembrance, tears i cry by name, time, truth
there’s a sound
that sorrow makes
in still dark rooms –
a void
beyond the burden
an anguished understanding
would you know
for whom I grieve
daffodils I planted
yesterday
on paths of stone
hearts are rent
life recalls its meaning
with circumspect
reminders
was this the way
we came
searching out our others –
the truth
we gave away
. . .
13 Wednesday Feb 2019
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
hope, life, love, mysteries, prayer, returning to a home we never left, salvation, soul work, surrender, truth, understanding
salvation comes
I prayed it –
ten thousand selfish nights
a day returned
to open wide my heart
cast aside the worrying
let alone the past
too many where I waited
til I’ve forgotten you
before the dawn
remembers
another prayer
I knew
. . .
20 Thursday Dec 2018
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
arrival, confession, heart, love, lowly, nothing and everything, prayer, soul, truth, understanding, words
in a season for(giving)
of all that we’ve known
the essence of snow laden pines –
shadowy lovers
of reason resigned
to the wind out my window
words seeking rhyme
how many I wonder
as I have before –
what cost for a memory
leaves nothing to shame
choosing surrender
as the pathway to truth –
lingering silence
when words fall away
hands gently folded
now reach for the veil –
as a means to confession
solace of flight –
silver bells echo
backward to dreams –
bliss undeterred
by the night
. . .
16 Friday Nov 2018
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
Tags
days, divine surrender, faith, forgiveness, gratitude, life, love, prayer, release, soul, spirit, trust
how gracious this
my morning prayer
keeps me here too long
filled with names
from seasons past –
or yesterday
the same as new
forgive
and grant me courage
forgive
and grant me peace
forgive
that I might learning
do the same
for all I’ve known
to love again
and all I’ve not
released
. . .
26 Thursday Jul 2018
Posted in Poetry, Rambling, spirituality
now and then
a song I hear
above the sound of falling
a lesson much the same
as stars deny
eternity and almost
were you there
to promise someday
we’d find our ways
across this great
divide
how often here
I wonder why
and question more than listen –
to answers come
sometimes while still
I sleep
beneath a road
of diamonds –
a path to evermore
glistens bright
with souls
I swore
to keep
. . .
11 Monday Jun 2018
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
a light on the porch, assurance, blessings, gifts, home, life, love, prayer, returning, sometimes, spirit, starting again, truth
the daylight
grows dimmer
with every october
tho the nightbirds sing louder
this spring
a reminder of counting
the miles to forever
broken old crosses –
lacey white wings
it seems but a moment
backward forgiving
to a place just the same –
starting again
hands held aloft
pleading with heaven
for one more tomorrow –
another amen
a quiet surrender
of midnight
and morning –
is washed from the sun
by a river of tears
recalled at the end
as a time ne’er forsaken –
when love glowed the path
of our way
back to here
. . .
26 Friday Jan 2018
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
beginning, belonging, comfort, life, love, meditation, nature, prayer, seeing in the dark, solace, solitude
plant me
in the warmest spot
where sunlight spills to earth
face me north
and spread my branches
wide
sing that I might
recognize
the ancient rites of wind
that I might feel
the whispers
sweet glad tidings
of the night
snare me
with your ribbons
your cares of yesterday
keep me
as the place you come
to pray
in silence
let me witness
the musings of your soul –
dress me up
with stories
never told
share me
with rememberings
of once a noontide kiss
a late night tear
when no one knew
to listen
a moonlight dance
of sweet embrace
welcoming your sighs
as branches bent
to shield you
from the echoes
of goodbye
. . .
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