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Two sons work, but they do the best they can to help me when they’re able to.Relatives abound, yet I take care of myself, even my husband, who has early onset dementia, needs my care.Yes, all in all, I’m alone inside with no where to go for help, so I try to help myself the…
Ranting through music, feeling it’s beat, keeping time with it’s rhythm.
a repertoire of imaginative creativity.
Traveling the world within notes of music,
Combining life experiences in codes of one, being explainedwithout stopping or pausing.Completely turning over and running off to wander the worldthrough notes of happiness.
Psalms being sung from heavenly gardens, enticing me to come home where I may find peace and begin to hope in something again.
Opportunities come and go, yet even when taken advantage of – nothing seems to change.All of life remains tattered, soaked in tears and left alone.
My life is traveling in circles, tending it’s duties,
Only when I look above to God for guidance do I find meaning.Dancing, pivoting lightly, carefully leaping into categoriesof being.A glistening drop of rain upon my face belies the tormenthiding inside.So sensitively living life, being hurt just by experiencing it.Wishing – hoping – for the day it will end so I may find aplace in…