“EMPTY SHELLS"
Walking along the beach and endless miles of seashore with time to explore!
Empty shells are all I can see so I pick them up and carry them away with me.
Quite a collection I find I have so I carry them for a safer place to be.
The Sun beating down on them with a glimmer of light that catches my eye.
More and more I find to carry with me a salvation hard to describe.
So much beauty and so many different shapes!
But they all lay in such a commonplace.
As I carry these empty shells away with me,
The weight begins to slow me down!
So I sort through them one by one.
Each carries a moment in need.
Each one in different places I have found.
And each with a memory that has only just begun!
"THE BATTLE WITHIN"
Love and trust the battle within,
One of armor and one of cloth,
Both equal in strength and at a great loss.
Cornered by time to live again,
A moment to go back to where you have been!
The principles of pleasure intrude on a pleasant dream.
Love and trust the battle within shouts its damning scream!
One of armor, one of cloth and both are determined to rise again.
Conflict and pressure begin to adhere to this occasion.
One second to catch your thoughts of stop, go, or yield?
Beset by these restless conflicts your need to release introduces itself.
Provoked to endure a graceful truce the weak one falls to submission.
Love and trust the battle within proclaims the very same guild.
One of armor, one of cloth, and both equal with great strength in this world that we build.
“THE MOON BETWEEN THE TREES”
It was the night after the full Moon.
This was the night that I saw the Moon between the trees.
It was huge! The color of melon!
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once I felt a life inside begin to breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows erupting dark and gray!
Now they evolved in true sight and all of this was for my eyes to see!
“Oh My God”, dear God, this is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before Thee?
At such a long distance, that glimmer has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before Thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe!
An hour had passed since I saw the Moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could I see,
The dark blue vision, the one that would not let me breathe!
I saw the melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt my breath inside that I could not breathe.
“Oh My God”! My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to see!
“My dear God, my only God”, Oh how I have forsaken this precious life you have given to me!
“THE HAPPY PLACE"
Mornings delight is present with the laughter of children.
Streets are full with the pitter-patter of little feet that are out and about.
Each home with a gift on this street! Many seeds with many sprouts!
Laughter and joy fill the air allowing the child in you to cheer again.
Little hearts pound with excitement from all that is complete and genuine.
Streets are full with the sounds of our own innocence, many screams with many shouts.
Little lives engaged with the will to thrive on this street, not one with a glimpse of doubt.
”The Happy Place ” I see, a place of comfort that carries us back to where we've already been.
”The Happy Place ” holds many things!
The warmest images are portrayed by the innocence of a child's smile.
”The Happy Place ” holds many memories.
The face of authenticity is what this child's smile brings.
”The Happy Place ” is our gifts in the world from a most precious child.
Genuine smiles that at once give this world some truth with our most pure honesty!
© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich
