Two Minutes to Midnight

It’s just two minutes to midnight

This old house it ain’t feeling right

Just two minutes to midnight.

~

She’s broken down and falling apart

She’s bleeding out, there goes her heart

At just two minutes to midnight.

~

The clock it’s a ticking, can’t slow it back down

The fastest two minutes that ever were around

Just two, baby, two minutes left.

~

Her caps are melting, the systems are failing

Some folks wailing, others go on railing

Don’t mater, it’s just two minutes to the end.

~

In just two minutes, she’ll be set back free

But that will be the end, the end to you and me.

Just two minutes, two minutes to midnight.

 

 

Remind Me

Call me back

Send that little message

It will help me remember

Why I am here now.

Whisper or shout

Remind me that I am to provide service

From a place of love

From a well of kindness

In a way that supports peace.

Send your messenger

And I will receive

The spiritual strength to move forward

To carry on brightly

To gather the bottom and the sides

In way that somehow lovingly crushes the top.

Use me in this time

Of great difficulty and despair

Just remind me

Fill me up

Help me to boil to the top.

 

 

Sometimes Grief

Sometimes grief slips out

When I am least aware.

Like when the person on the radio says something so relatable,

Or the book my child is reading makes a relevant point,

And I feel it well up inside of me.

Throat constricting, tears brimming, nose running.

Usually I feel it and think why?

Why should I care anymore, you have been gone so long?

I should be over this….

Even as the tears slide down my face, and I pretend like I still don’t care.

It doesn’t matter that you were not kind

That you had not the ability to be thoughtful

That you were too broken

To be a caring person

and

That we were not close those last years.

Estrangement does not loosen the grip of grief

Though it can make it difficult

To break down and walk through the stoney cold wall

That was built up for protection.

But every now and then it happens

The proper words, the forgotten song,

The right set and setting…

And only then the grief leaks out, in micro amounts.

A few tears spilling down my cheeks

Silent, heart aching, never ending

A quiet reminder

That you are still missed.

Only then, grief spills out.

 

 

Summer Love

Sunshine beats down on me

Until that precious moment when

Your gentle breezes cool my body.

Summer.

Rain, lightening, thunder, humidity

Not one endless stream of happy weather

Wind kicks up white caps on the lake.

Summer.

Hiking, laughing, sleeping, playing

Mini-golf, ice cream, sweet corn

Outdoor concerts.

Summer.

And yet now, fall begins to creep in

Cooler evenings, brisk mornings, leaves changing

We bid you a fond farewell and adieu.

Dear summer.

 

 

 

 

 

One Love

I am
One Love.
I will not stand for
Hatred
Racism
White Supremacy
Bigotry
Misogyny
Terrorism

images.jpg
I am
One Love.
I will stand for
Kindness
Caring
Compassion
Empathy
Equality
Love for all mankind
I am
One Love.
You
Me
All of Us
Together
We are United
We are Love
We are One Love.

maxresdefault.jpg

Freedom

One day we will rise up

With small smiles in our eyes

Our hearts bursting with love

And we will know peace.

One morning we will turn our backs

And walk slowly away

Knowing conscious freedom

Oppression now a thing of the past.

No more doubt, no more fear

Strength from within emerges

Kindness, care, compassion

Ruling this big blue planet.

Until then, I will believe

In the kindness of strangers

In the light from your eyes

In the call of the birds

And the warm breeze blowing over me.

I will believe in a greater good

A daily miracle from nature

A stronger power of presence.

I will believe in the season of change

Stepping up and moving forward

A path laid out at my feet

And freedom for all.

Moments

Rainbows and dark clouds
Tiny white flowers dotting the trail’s edge
Waves crashing to the shore
Steaming hot day.

Sounds of a lawn mower
A siren blares
A radio in the distance
The cat meows quietly.

Rain hitting the roof
Warm breeze blowing through the window
Childs’ laughter at the park
Dog whines at the door.

Moment to moment
Sound to sound
Presence in the here, the now
Moments….