Day: January 17, 2015

Good morning everyone – Hope your morning is as bright with sunshine as is mine.  Today’s post is a little different, although… I’ve come to the conclusion that most of my posts are a little different which, in reality… makes them not different at all, but rather ordinary… I hate ordinary… so I’m hopeful that it provides you a smile or provokes thoughts that you may not have experienced in a while.  I hope all of you have a magnificent weekend… I’ll be reading your most recent posts, so I’ll be looking for enlightenment upon your pages.  I am certain that I will find it… Thanks to all of you for your contributions to wordpress, to the writing community, and to those of us seeking to better our being through the wisdom of others…

The Lines of Life

Our minds passed by one another
In antithesis…
As if total strangers,

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The Color of Peace
 
 
I gave a purple orchid to a woman
Who lived amongst the ISIS hard of heart
I told her how to wear it in her radiant dark hair
And how to turn her hate back into art
 
I gave to her a pallet from the rainbow
A canvass and a brush to paint her call
For if to kill another soothes your rest less soul
Then paint a master piece upon the wall
 
She spoke to me in anger of repression
Of injustice and the depths of bigotry
I handed her a dove on olive branches
And told her only peace would set her free
 
She said she heard this story long before me
In languages of which I’d never known
She said that I should look back into history
For one in burkas did not…

Weekly Challenge by Silver Threading

This week I thought I was going to use a quote from my book that I am slowly getting through, giving more detail about the origin of the saying compared to other posts, that was the plan until I had one of those moments…(you know those moments?)…that gifted inspiration to use this quote:

I cannot for the life of me tell you where I first heard such a quote or even in which order the words go, this is how it came out.
Those who have been following my travels through time will know the addiction struggles I have been experiencing and the screaming prayers I have sent to the source aching for help in these difficult times. The hardest thing for me has become knowing what to do but for the life of me not being able to do it! I always pray for…