Through paralyzing sadness flows the quiet melancholy ribbons

that seem to soothe every cell of my being with a cloak of gentle sorrow.

How is it possible that my actions and even my inactions have produced such a moment as this. 

How do I change it, how do I heal and let it go?

There once was a note pure and easy
Playing so free like a breath rippling by
The note is eternal
I hear it, it sees me
Forever we blend as forever we die

I listened and I heard music in a word

The peace and joy of simply……..

In the memory we consider as time, another year has turned

and we find ourselves facing Hope in all Her glory,

bidding us come forward to know and seek the Wonder

that awaits within and then shows us Herself in all that our senses can receive.

The night was long and now you awaken me
In the stillness before the day stirs itself
To its own illusion.

The day before, I walked alongside the Voice of Expectation

as it awaited me to join it for the communion of

entwined hearts and lips touched with the wine of ecstasy.

Today --  what you hope to be and where you want to be you already are, you just don’t recognize your surroundings.  What you are seeking to

Perhaps another way to realize this is to recognize and rest in the knowing that the path being sought is actually the creative life of all of creation which abides in every person and in all that is created. That relentless Love is always upon us