begin again
Carrying heavy things
into the past
just so I can
lay them down on a convenient corner
and so continue on around the bend
without the load I’ve borne beforehand
the next light years ahead
will be easy like Sunday morning
Songs and friends of yesterday
returning to play new verses
versions of ourselves yet to be
coming to the forefront
stages set with beauty
bells ringing all around the glorious trees and rooftops
what’s the next best step?
when’s the celebration?
pop the cork, baby
Let’s start today
look at what you’ve accomplished
in such a short span of life
count the days a complete success
there is no such thing as failure, anyway
look me in the eye and give me your best defense
then, look forward into the shining future
and tell me how much you love me –
let peace descend onto the earth
let it begin
again and again
with me
🌎
Amy Lloyd
Reverence may take all kinds of forms, depending on what it is that awakens awe in you by reminding you of your true size.
~Barbara Brown Taylor
NO ONE EVER TOLD ME
(Of the Glory of Growing Older)
No one told me
it would be like this—
how growing older
is another passage
of discovery
and that aging is one
grand transformation,
and if some things
become torn apart
or even lost along the way,
many other means
show up
to bring me closer
to the center
of my heart.
.
No one ever told me
if whatever wonder
waits ahead
is in another realm
and outside of time.
But the amazement, I found,
is that the disconcerting things
within the here and now
that I stumble
and trip my way
through, also
lead me
gracefully
home.
And no one told me
that I would ever see
an earth so strong
and fragile, or
a world so sad
and beautiful.
And I surely
didn’t know
I’d have
all this life
yet in me
or such fire
inside my
bones.
🔥
Susan Frybort
life: acoustic & amplified 