Hoarding the Light

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Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 75

"We are star stuff which has taken it's destiny into it's own hands."

~Carl Sagan

Note: It was when I was a child that I learned to hold on tight

keeping all I could call my own

and clutch on to it with all my might

my whole adulthood I have been learning

to simply let it go.....

You Cannot Cage an Orb of Light but You Can Cage Your Own Heart,

To the east their hearts held loneliness

To the west it was a certain fear

In-between there was a desolation

That spread like a woman’s tears

Then one day an orb of light arrived

That lit up their hearts and the sky

So desperate they would lose it

They took to ropes ladders and ties

Trying to hold it down

It lasted about one day

And then the orb was gone

They couldn’t make it stay

I wonder if they would have let it freely stand

Maybe it would have chosen to remain

Some things cannot be caged

But what our hearts choose to hold

is truly within our hands

Transgressions of the Foolish Chorister

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Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 74

"Some keep the Sabbath going to Church, 

I keep it staying at Home --

with a bobolink for a Chorister,

and an Orchard for a Dome."

~ Emily Dickinson

We were once a part of the song

A beautiful chorus with the leaves and the birds

Sunlight lit the center stage

With a glorious yet sweet view

But pride and greed

Seeped into man’s hearts

Stealing the show

With no regard

For how it affected

The song nor the singers

A chorus was meant for many

A choir that sings in unison

Supporting each other

In harmony

I pray one day

We will return to Mother Nature

As true prodigal sons.

Note:

  It has been a crazy week here in South Eastern Texas.  I have experienced flooding more than once over the last few years.  In 2016 my car was flooded during the dreaded “Tax Day Flood”, and in 2017 my apartment flooded during Harvey.  I am blessed to be in a house now, but during the torrential rains of tropical storm Imelda I watched waters get closer and closer to my door step.  A neighbor that has lived on our street for over 20 years said, the water has never gotten that high even during Harvey! Thankfully the water did not get passed near the garage, and once the rains died down, it receded quickly. 

The signs of global warming are all around us.  There is no doubt in my mind that man is the culprit and man is the only one that can rectify, at least to some degree, the damage.  I only hope that true change will not come too late.

Light from the Moon

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Linking with  Toni's wonderful Wed Muse ~ Harvest Moon

"We ran as if to meet the moon." —Robert Frost

I feel you watch me

Following me down the path

Though immense miles apart

We are connected by a certain attraction

It is the empty places you fill

When I look at you

You give a warmth

Through the light of your being

And you guide me in the right direction

Time and time again.

Bigger

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Today I am linking with Toni's wonderful Wed Muse for a  Japanese word prompt. The word is "boketto" and it means to gaze at the distant landscape with an empty mind.  She is asking us to do just that and then let it speak to us.  Here is mine:

The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.

 ~Edna St. Vincent Millay

The sky is a big ever-changing canvas

God’s artwork in progress

Reminding me that no matter what I face

There is something bigger

He has planned.

Hold On

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Linking with Toni’s wonderful Wed Muse

It is a music, non-music prompt.

Come join us!

   I am broken but I will not bend

  And I will not move on like the fickle wind

Here I am with everything I own

A suitcase with my heart alone

Do not open the door and make me depart

Just open your arms and take my heart

For I am broken but I will not bend

And I will not move on like the fickle wind

I am a fire, and a warmth that is true

I hold it all for only you

Do not stay cold and leave me lonely

Hold me close in love’s true ceremony

For I am broken but I will not bend

And I will not move on like the fickle wind

I took a chance and changed your way of life

Now I hope you will hold on and also change mine.