a happy day in May
A delicate fabric of bird song
The pear trees stand.
A delicate fabric of bird song
via Project Happiness on facebook
Listen to You Can Close Your Eyes – Anika Larsen & Jessie Mueller http://youtu.be/8USVXvRUKoI
This is why we survive the winter
If thereβs anything Iβve learned, itβs that joy is not a constant state, but a low grade buzz that sometimes roars and other times purrs, but that it is always available to sink down into, if Iβm feeling the ache that makes for tears or the ache that makes for celebration. – Jen Lemen
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Jen Lemen says my poetry-prompt word of the day – buzz –
as she reads my blog and responds.
Listen to The Muppets sing Ode to Joy
http://youtu.be/VnT7pT6zCcA
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a few months ago I was Jen Lemen’s apple cake angel π https://lifeacousticandamplified.wordpress.com/?s=apple+cake&submit=Search
photo sources found at www.pinterest.com/al513
We are challenged to love the unloveable
Do good to those who hate us
there is only one way to get this done –
To see myself as I am.
It is what it is.
I am the other.
I am the unlovable.
Only I know how much this is true,
full of lies and ego.
I want to fight my way to the top,
crush those beneath.
I want to do things my way.
The earth to revolve around my desires.
Under my self-pleasing ways,
I am afraid,
because I know the truth.
Yes, I am the unlovable
yet I am loved
I have experienced this love
and it has changed me,
at least parts of me,
Only love can mend a heart
only love can break it in two –
or into a million pieces,
then turn it to gold
in order to allow this love to flow through the broken and scarred,
to heal the world,
Without a trace of protection
I want to open my eyes to the light
Without a blink of dread
I want to look at my past
Without a whisper of shame
I want to look at my future
Without a hint of fear
Today I want to dance
Without pausing to think
I want to belly laugh
Without caring who hears
I want to open my arms
and twirl in the sun
Until I fall breathless
free to be myself
full of the joy
that I open to allow
completely letting go
Without even a smudge of suspicion
or an instant of hesitation
ACL 3/4/13
One old man keeps humming the same few notes
of some song he thought he had forgotten
back in the days when as he knows there was
no word for life in the language
and if they wanted to say eyes or heart
they would hold up a leaf and he remembers
the big tree where it rose from the dry ground
and the way the birds carried water in their voices
they were all the color of their fear of the dark
and as he sits there humming he remembers
some of the words they come back to him now
he smiles hearing them come and go
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Parts of a Tune by W. S. Merwin
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People who might judge are mostly asleep; they can’t
Little corners like this, pieces of Heaven
Later in the day you can act like the others.
Listen to James Taylor sing You’ve Got A Friend http://youtu.be/xEkIou3WFnM
Quote/photo sources found at www.pinterest.com/al513


When I was the stream, when I was the
forest, when I was still the field,
when I was every hoof, foot,
fin and wing, when I
was the sky
itself,
no one ever asked me did I have a purpose, no one ever
wondered was there anything I might need,
for there was nothing
I could not
love.
It was when I left all we once were that
the agony began, the fear and questions came,
and I wept, I wept. And tears
I had never known
before.
So I returned to the river, I returned to
the mountains. I asked for their hand in marriage again,
I beggedβI begged to wed every object
and when they accepted,
God was ever present in my arms.
And He did not say,
βWhere have you
For then I knew my soul – every soul- has always held
Him.
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“When I Was the Forest” by Meister Eckhart
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Listen to Kari Jobe sing Be Still My Soul http://youtu.be/mq59iE3MhXM
photo sources found at www.pinterest.com/al513

Broken wings can fly?
Who will mend them/who will rend them?
Who will tend them/who will send them?
I have been on the road less traveled
And seen life and death unraveled
Torn and broken down;
And voices filled with gravel!
I have been in nothing more
And seen rapacious roar
And heard the unknown sound
Speaking loudly,
From the ground!
And through my eyes, through the hue
Ebbing ever from greed to blue
Sometimes blinded by the light
Rarely knowing what is right
I travel through the maze
And broken through the haze
But my heart has never broken!
It beats with never ending light
And I know not where it leads me,
But I know it leads to you!
In sky or in the sea,
Always spoken if not seen
Or seen if not spoken;
The vision never broken!
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by Matthew Mele





listen to Paul McCartney sing Blackbird http://youtu.be/8ehhZ53zysQ
Photo sources found at www.pinterest.com/al513

You are the only faithful student you have.
All the others leave eventually.
Have you been making yourself shallow
with making others eminent?
Just remember, when you’re in union,
you don’t have to fear
that you’ll be drained.
The command comes to speak,
and you feel the ocean
moving through you.
Then comes, Be silent,
as when the rain stops,
and the trees in the orchard
begin to draw moisture
up into themselves.

