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“Deep in our Hearts, the Light of Heaven is shining.”

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Hammers & Headaches

Have you ever just felt that no matter what you say or do you leave yourself sounding like a fool? Like you get so caught up in your own thoughts that you end up pushing away the people you care about? You don’t mean to, but you say stupid things and think crazy thoughts, and lose your place?

That’s what my week has been. Continued disconnects, or misconnects really. Since most of my communication with the world is in writing, that might just make it worse.

Perhaps my head aches and lack of focus are not helping. My not sleeping and increased pain. The anniversary of my career ending (my tendency towards the dramatic . . .), and of other losses. But none of that is ever an excuse to be mean or misdirect negativity.

My response to all of this tends to be retreating farther into my thoughts. Throwing more words into the void to fix what I said before. But it’s like punching a hole in the wall and trying to fix it with a hammer.

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The Boy Awoke the Girl

There once was a boy who found a girl                                                                                                  Lying in a field surrounded by wilting daisies.                                                                                       The saddest sight you’ll ever see,                                                                                                             The loveliest of flowers sinking.

He came and sat                                                                                                                                                He held her hand                                                                                                                                             He looked upon her hazel eyes to see that she                                                                                         Had forgotten how to breathe.

He pressed his lips upon hers                                                                                                            Passing secrets, dreams and wishes with a kiss.                                                                                      He breathed into her                                                                                                                             Turning on a glow that long before had dimmed.

She arose in the tall grass                                                                                                                            Feeling the cool of the air and                                                                                                                   The warmth of the boy                                                                                                                             With a shared beating of their hearts between them.

Magic in the field whirled ‘round                                                                                                                    As daisies reached for the sun                                                                                                               Water cascaded in the creek & grass again was green                                                                          Trees stood tall with pride forgetting their age and the sorrows of time.

The world became true.                                                                                                                            All because of the good hearted boy                                                                                                        Who saved the wilting girl.

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