Listening to gently rolling rhythms stir within me,
forcefully pushing happiness throughout my being.
Acknowledging wisdom of compassion towards other’s as it
filters down moments of reality, gathering into pools of
wanton desire, placing tears of joy upon minds of everyone.
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Falling into a musical pattern, taking off with it’s design as it builds itself into a rhyme of selection.
Roses to be set upon a grave dug for a family member in her prime.Scheduling an opportune time to respect and praise her life in moments of latent demise.
Sauntering downstream amid turmoil and furor, tainting every moment without much ado.
Delectable sounds, training their images onto screens of mind-boggling lectures, never-ending comments from artistic galleries in the raw.Neglecting visions of early morning light, dictating an energizing fortitude, hoping for strength of character to begin again.
Following pathways through a definite labyrinth of curiosity, wondering how to escape the finality of death while looking forward to it at the same time.
As I sit and listen to whispers of music from beyond, telling of the calm serenity that will be mine in a matter of time.
A very difficult request to fulfill, being human,
together.Mom has waited many years for this reunion withDad – I feel her joy and rejoice.At the same moment I’m devastated, alone, crying,grieving, sorrowful beyond all human endurance.Being expected to continue life with theoverwhelming grief of Dad’s demise – how can Iwhen I can’t even see through millions of tearsflowing through my eyes constantly?Then I…
Looking at a bed of crumpled sheets, blankets and pillows –
evening.Being neglected and totally displaced in a care center Idon’t even want to be in.Being treated as a disparate particle of non-existence,without any worth to anyone.Hating to imagine how others are feeling as they are leftin beds to fend for themselves, without being able to getout of bed, unlike myself.