Reflections of Life
When hearts know love and laughter
time seems to swiftly fly.
When sadness is the hourglass
each moment trickles by.
The soft glow of a sunset
can soothe the deepest pain
yet, nothing shortens sorrow
when the day is filled with rain.
Remembering is pleasant
when life is full and new
but after years of struggling
defeats can fill our view.
Experience - that face of time
surrounding every day
speaks empty words to restless hearts
when love seems far away.
Echoes from our future,
dreams of our distant past
keep haunting in their timeless way
each one of us at last.
Timeless is the message
He sends to every heart;
" Trust in love that's lasting,
not love that tears apart."
Love has its own language -
so few can comprehend
destruction and salvation;
the beginning and the end.
Finding love through losing,
the end that brings a start
requires death to selfishness,
a total change of heart.
Contrast is lifes' teacher,
through it we learn to see
God's message and its meaning
for all eternity.
An Irresistible Force
Misty vapors rising conceal the break of day
while sunshine pierces darkness and chases night away.
Hidden is the moment when life begins to wake
as sleepy veils are lifted from eyes that sense daybreak.
Holding back the moment to savor yet more sleep
she clings to fleeting visions her soul desires to keep.
The more she reaches for them, the more they speed away
until at last, dim shadows are swallowed by the day.
Rays of sunlight dancing across the dusty air
reflect their warmth and color
through drapes, to walls and chair.
Focusing and staring, she starts to face the dawn
while searching for some fragment
of dreams now all but gone.
Finally the moment - the point of no return;
the new day draws her closer -
"Come, don't let dreams concern."
Stretching, yawning, waking - pleasures dear to her
flutter by so quickly - like wings, a passing blur.
Silently she rises despite the soft, warm bed
for, now a new beginning starts to fill her head.
Hope is born in wisdom,
she knows this deep within;
comfort's an illusion -
to wake is to begin.
First Comments on This Page:
August 1998 - .."Reflections" about Life and it's true meaning is also
very magnificent...."Finding Love through losing, the end that brings a
start, requires death to selfishness, a total change of heart." "Just those
few words can change lives, Keith, for they are so filled with power, and
the ability to be as an arrow that is shot into the heart and mind. How
wonderful they are... God bless you, thank you again."
~ Jean { dgordons@ionet.net }
