Lost…

“Live one day at a time. Keep your attention in present time. Have no expectations. Make no judgments. And give up the need to know why things happen as they do. Give it up!”
― Caroline Myss, Why People Don’t Heal and How They Can: A Practical Programme for Healing Body, Mind and Spirit

lost

Sometimes I get lost
out beyond the tracks,
heartache intensifies,
there’s no going back…
to expectations
or beliefs,
once held,
confessions of grief
my substance melds…

derailed by sorrow,
for it’s taken my life
in the midst of darkness
I’m dead inside…

and I surrender to Providence,
what must be,
acquiescing to the Universe
and what I can’t see…

hoping that dawn
will incinerate the pain,
pluck me
from the terror
of deadly domains…

Shine on my countenance
rewrite the script,
save me from the psychosis of feeling adrift…

©Ally2019

 

The virtuoso of re-runs…

Day twenty-three…

“When I rise up let me rise up joyful like a bird.”
― Wendell Berry

robin

he alights on foliage of green
his breast almost tangerine
and every day he intervenes…

while basking in the autumn sun
his praise comparable to none
the virtuoso of re-runs..

his feathers glisten at first light
my robin sings with such delight
preaching till the world is right…

Photo courtesy of https://naturebackin.com/
©Ally2019

Hanging in obscurity…

“Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment. Cleverness is mere opinion, bewilderment is intuition.”
― Rumi

bewilderment

Day Twenty-two…

Hanging in obscurity
light and darkness gathers 
in a dance
of elements
colors scatter…

and the moon plays its part
by beaming
across the plains
holding onto dreams
of treasured remains…

an artists rendition
of radiance reborn
light envelopes
darkness
in whispered form…

and textures play
fusing with the skies
bewildered impressions
intensified…

positioned
in darkness
luminosity streams
incantations of twilight
grace
intervenes…

#wrappedinlight #darknesstriestohide
©Ally2019

The Alphabet

Day Nineteen…

cactus'

A
beautiful
complexity
delights
everyone
frequenting
gardens…
Hailing
individuality,
joyfully,
keeping,
lushly,
magnificent,
naturally,
outstanding
plants…
Quintessential
representations
show
the
undetermined
value
with
xerophytes
yielding
zillions…

image courtesy of PixaBay

Grief’s Quagmire…

Day Eighteen…

“No one knows what has been taken from you
When the silence of absence deepens.”
― John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

mud

In a riverbed
flooded with tears,
caked with mud up to her ears…
she wallowed
and squelched
unable to stand,
in a morass of sorrow
she’d been damned…

And the sediment oozed, unraveling her might,
she’d been sucked under
by hostile blight…
she sloshed and waded
gasping for air,
screaming out from this boggy lair…

Longing
to escape
the quicksands of time,
she groveled in
unyielding grime…

And from
grief’s quagmire,
she watched the skies,
muddied,
besmirched,
she eulogized….
calling out in utter distress,
into dark mud
she coalesced…

The cool sludge
eased
her ghastly pain,
and sacred tears
merged
with healing rains….

image courtesy of PixaBay
©Ally2019

My mom Natalie

What a beautiful soul who touched so many lives. I will miss you terribly darling Natalie, but I know we will meet again in the garden of your dreams…

Sacred Touches

* My mom was an eloquent writer–an artist with words.

* My mom was a gardener–waiting and working expectantly for spring and the roses that abound in her yard right now.

*My mom was photographer–enjoying the colors and sights that God put into this world.

*My mom was a quilter–making each quilt a special treasure for the one she was making it for.

*My mom loved me fiercely–I’m proud to call her my mom.

**Most importantly, my mom knew Jesus Christ as her Savior and Lord–God forgave her for her sins because she called on Jesus in faith!

My mom met Jesus face-to-face on Monday the 8th. We will all miss her terribly but are glad we get to see her in Heaven one day!

Thank you to all mom’s blog friends. I know she loved you. Here are pics of her garden blooming right now!

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