better next time
I know it’s ok
I know it’s fine
I know you’re out there
It’ll be better
next time
better next time
I know it’s ok
I know it’s fine
I know you’re out there
It’ll be better
next time
one leaf
on the water
shiny happy
colors change
so do we
autumn’s here
slow droplets
but more will come
dropping faster
hanging branches
caressing the river
swish swash
someone
sweetly sailing
upon the ripples of life
blessed blissfully
ducks on shiny lake
sweetly sailing
upon the ripples
blissfully blessed
Lazy, tired, easy water
Slow green color
Slowly moving
Past me
I become
A leaf or a branch
That is hanging just within reach
Of lapping murmuring water
That now
And
Again
Quenches my thirsty surface…
Drops
Fall back
Into the
River
Only to be lightly splashed
Back
Onto a welcoming me
Longing to have such
Light spray
On
My
Parched
Soul…
Sara is fifteen years old today. She blows out the fifteen candles on her chocolate cake, but not before making a wish.. Sara wishes for a friend. She closes her eyes very tightly, wishes with all her might and blows. Fluttering in vain, the candles give up and go out. As Sara goes to sleep that night, she looks out to the night sky and prays out loudly, knowing that she will be heard. “Please God, send me a friend, a real close friend—I am so lonely, I feel so empty. Good night God.”
Sara awakens next morning feeling very happy. She stays in bed for a little while listening to the morning sounds- the happy melodic twittering of birds and a song from the radio in the kitchen where her mother, Maria, is. She goes down the stairs to the kitchen, “Hi Mom, you seem to be in a great mood today!”
“Maybe it is the music, Sara, I don’t know what it is but I feel different today- lighter somehow.”
little fish swimming
tail moving fast and then slow
swim away to be free
don’t nibble me please
nibble on small weeds
they offer much more for you
swim fast little fish
fast enough to carry you
safe and sound to home