LIGHT THE WAY FOR LOVE
They say beauty comes from a spirit that has weathered many hardships in life and somehow continues with resilience. Grace can be found in a soul who ages softly, even amid the tempest.
I think the loveliest by far is the one whose gentle heart bears
a hundred scars from caring, yet still finds a way to pick up the lamp, one more time, to light the way for love.
(~an excerpt from Susan Frybort’s remarkably reassuring and life-affirming new book, ‘Open Passages: Doors and Windows to the Soul’, available on Amazon at https://www.amazon.com/Open-Passages-Doors-Windows-Soul/dp/0994784376/
and at any bookstore, through Ingram Distribution)
the full red moon, more
moves the waters
to and from the shore
perfectly timed waves kissing
sand and toes
like tongues exploring
moving deeper and deeper
building into crescendo
pounding wave after wave
riding us into passionate ecstasy
rhythms naturally moving within
circles swirling higher and higher
until we fly into the rainbow
of pure beauty
as close to God as we can come
on this sphere of terrestrial grace
walking for these moments into sheer timelessness
within the milky way
borning new stars with the heat of our sacred connection
light lighting light
forgetting the questions
we arrive at the truest goal of our living
in the fires of the first universal truth:
we are all one
I wait for so much more than Christmas,
more than the miraculous birth:
I await my own birth.
As you poured yourself into this world,
and it was never the same again,
pour yourself into me,
and change me forever.
Birth your light in me,
your Word made flesh in me,
Set me to your purposes
and sustain me in your way.
Make me a living sign of your coming,
a vessel of your presence,
an instrument of your delight.
I open my heart to you.
Come, and make me your holy one.