
Small Stone, January 2, 2012
Casting eyes ‘cross garden,
Then looking b’yond I see
The desert, pure and natural
Greeting, inspiring me
I’m grateful
For glittering eyes
Green ones

Casting eyes ‘cross garden,
Then looking b’yond I see
The desert, pure and natural
Greeting, inspiring me
I’m grateful
For glittering eyes
Green ones

Today
We put away the holiday
Shiny~bright in protective wrap
Patina’d by memories made
This season and decades back
We’ll rendezvous again
Next December
Anew…

By setting you free
I liberate me
To begin anew
Surpass the few
Who realize
Don’t idealize
Existence on this plane
Grow from the pain
Learn to sustain
Faith
And hope
Ability to cope
An awareness, firm grasp
On the value
In this milieu
Of each soul
Not one
Will
Be lost
How is it that I thought I could
Outdo God, the creator?
Who fathered Jesus, yes, it’s true
But Satan, too, the traitor
What gave me the idea
I could raise a family
Foster pure perfection
Overcome man’s destiny?
I AM but a child of God
Divine-in-Training, really
To think I could avoid the pain
The failure, loss, was silly
Keep it in perspective
Realize the goal
Each of us returns to God
Each a valued soul
Despite it all…
I lay here
thinking
knowing
from this moment
I will be alone
fear does not consume me
neither sadness nor regret
resignation and acceptance
yes
and the knowing
that I enjoyed
perfection