Category: ‘Mental Tapestry’

THE TEARS OF CALVARY

09/06/2011 Posted by mindsinger

 

I felt the hand of God and yet I turned away.

I felt his presence there at break of day.

I heard him call to me, but in my humanity,

I turned away.

 

And yet he still remained as I walked away;

with his hand outstretched to me.

And though I did not see the tears of Calvary

he wept them once again for me!

 

I walked through troubled days in restless wandering.

My soul could not find rest in earthly things.

My weary heart cried out for answers to life’s pain.

And I sang the songs of humanity.

 

Out of my lostness came the cry of Adam’s race.

I sang their cold despair with tears upon my face.

Then, with gentle hands, he drew me back to him.

Praise be to God, for I am home again!

 

Yes, he still remains as we walk away;

with hands outstretched to you and me.

And though we do not see the tears of Calvary,

he weeps them once again for you and  me!

 

c.2001 Donna Swanson

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THE RHYTHMS OF LOVE

08/29/2011 Posted by mindsinger

I reach for the rhythm of love like a child,
eager to hold for a moment
the fabric of time in trembling hands.

The misty stars dance to the movement
of their separate existence
even as I move to the ageless cadences of life.

Advance Retreat
Together Alone
A touch A smile
The joy of knowing The mystery of the unknown.

I reach for the rhythm of love like a child.
Ever new.
Ever and forever reborn
to wonder
to desire
to know and be known.

Dance with me, my love,
to the rhythm of life.
Weave with me a tapestry of time.
But lightly, love,
weave into it space.

For I would move from your rhythm
to mine and back again.
Free, yet bound.
I reach for the rhythm of love like a child,
eager to be bound, yet restless.
Hold me lightly, my love,
reach with me!

c.2011 by Donna Swanson from SPLINTERS OF LIGHT

 

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ADAPT GLIDE LIE

08/24/2011 Posted by mindsinger

 

I learned to adapt for that was the key

to living the lie no one dared to see.

From moment to moment,

from now to then

I changed my shape to accommodate them.

 

One day I’d be languid and easy to sway.

Another so stubborn I’d drive them away.

For they were the enemy,

protectors, and fiends;

and ever so close to my scariest dreams.

 

Glide silent and calm though turbulent sky;

and drift back to earth in terror to lie

exposed and in danger

of imminent threat

until morning brought surcease from

Innocence’s debt.

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