Running

Always running
the thoughts in my mind
that follow my legs
to a different time
when flowers were blooming
and the rains were sweet.
The tempest hollows at my feet.

Always turning
around in my head
the voices and visions
that block the view
of majesty, glory and all that’s new.
The magic stands alone.
I run ahead.

“Hell is empty and all the devils are here.” William Shakespeare

Today may just be the day! Today! Celebrate that you have survived and made it through the storm. The winds still blow. The sun still sets. The sun also rises. It gives us courage to keep on breathing. I will!

“We run… because we enjoy it. The more restricted our society and work become, the more necessary it will be to find some outlet for this craving for freedom. The human spirit is indomitable.” -Sir Roger Bannister, first runner to run a sub-4 minute mile

God, I have run to the cross and I have sprinted away from your arms. I have walked the edge and planted my feet securely on the ground. I will continue to wrestle with myself and make peace with others. I will continue to grow and accept today. I believe! Amen.

Happy writing,

Always,
jeannelizabeth©

Follow the Son

“Keep your face to the sunshine
and you cannot see the shadows.
It’s what the sunflowers do.”

Celestial Glory

Did you happen to look up to the heavens Sunday evening,
September 8, 2013, shortly after sunset?

Celestial glory

I did, because I knew the Moon and Venus
would be sharing space,
close enough to capture them in the same frame.

I looked up yesterday evening, September 9, 2013, and already they had parted ways.

The Moon is easily recognizable. Venus is the small white dot, to the right of the Moon.

Thanks to fellow bloggers, I am now aware of this weeks significance. It is Suicide Awareness Week, from Sunday, September 8 until Sunday, September 15. I will always remember you, dear brother, even though I no longer see you.

Your smile etched
in the interior,
never erased.
Your hug warmed
the cold wind,
it now penetrates.
Your laughter lifted
me to the moon,
and higher.
You told me not to worry,
you were doing fine.
You were not okay,
you were wrong.
You are
gone!

Happy writing,

Always,
jeannelizabeth©