Weary of the dance

I put on my prettiest smile

my very best shoes

my loveliest dress

smooth it down with my hands

and I move

swaying

dipping

twirling

spinning

flipping

swirling

somersaults

hands in the air

feet off the ground

gliding

bending

a pirouette or two

faster and slower

forward and back

whirling

leaping

flying in circles

only to find

in my very best moment

no one is watching…

Reflections…

I have been collecting these kinds of inspirational sayings and quotes for a while now and thought I’d put them together to share. These are just a few that moved me today…

“The heart that gives, gathers” ~Marianne Moore

“Burn brightly without burning out.” ~Richard Briggs

“Sometimes in the winds of change, we find our true direction” ~Unknown

“Courage does not always roar. Sometimes it is a quiet voice at the end of the day, saying... I will try again tomorrow.”  ~Mary Ann Radmacher

“The best sermons are lived, not preached~  Cowboy Wisdom

“The only things that stand between a person and what they want in life are the will to try and the fait to believe it's possible.” ~Rich Devos

“Enjoy the little things, for one day you  may look back and realize they were the big things.” ~Robert Brault

“To love and to be loved is to see the sun from both sides.” ~  David Viscott

“Kind words can be short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless.” ~ Mother Teresa

“Throw your heart over the fence and the rest will follow.” ~Norman Vincent Peale

How is it?

How is it that from
the moment I laid
eyes on you
I knew
I was home

How is it,
that we are
a continent apart
and yet
you are closer
to me than
anyone else…

How is it
you can
look into my eyes
and know
so much about me
that no one
has ever known
before…

How is it
your voice
makes my day
begin and end
with joy
your touch
stops my thoughts
and makes
my body sing…

How is it
that your heart
is so open
so big
so welcoming
and so warm
that it feels
like home…

How is it
I am so far
from you
when all I want
is to be
near…

Fading

Stepping back
out of the way
quietly disappearing
from the page

Hanging on
fingers slipping
losing their
grasp
leaving bloody
fingerprints

Feet standing
on heads
foot prints
on faces
in the crush

Pushed against
the wall
lungs gasp
for air
only to find
none

Cries unheard
unnoticed
fade away

Heart breaks
into pieces
shattering
with no sound
floating
down
to settle
beneath the
footsteps
walking
toward
another destination.

New Beginnings

Cold grey light filters
through the barren
trees
lifelessness permeates where
once stood splendor.

Quite settles over the trees
a breeze blows gently
meandering
through empty
branches swaying in time
with the rhythm of the air.

But underneath
the dry bark
a change is coming.
The tree gathers
strength
preparing
for the coming spring
when life will again
burst forth.
It quietly
waits as
it is watered, fed
silently, patiently
with the sure
knowledge
of it’s future.
A future waiting
in the warmth
of the sun
and the
promise of a
new and sustained life.

I could...

I could talk to you all day and never run out of things to say…

I could sit with you for hours, silently, holding hands, sometimes looking up into your eyes, sometimes smiling, sometimes stealing a kiss…

I could lay in bed with you in the mornings sharing coffee and the paper and laughing with you about silly things…

I could sit at your feet and listen to you tell stories about your day…

I could rub your back with fragrant oil when it is sore, working out the knots with my hands until they are all gone…

I could make you a breakfast of pancakes or waffles, eggs or French toast or English muffins with real butter and send you off into the world with a kiss…

I could make you a cake on your birthday, your favorite kind and serve it with ice cream and candles…

I could knit you some mittens and a scarf to keep you warm on a cold winters’ day…

I could iron your shirts, crisp and clean, infused with the my perfume so you would think of me all day long…

I could write you love notes and hide them in your pockets or in the car, a surprise to remind you that I love you...

I could fold you into my arms at the end of a long day and tell you that it’s going to be ok…

I could listen to you sing, sweet songs, funny songs or just humming a tune…

I could cradle your head in my lap while we watched TV or a movie in the dark on the couch…

I could tell you every day that you are a man, my man, made for me and no other and I am a woman, your woman, made just for you…

I could walk with you and look at the changing leaves, the falling snow, the spring flowers bursting into bloom, a beautiful summer sunset…

I could hold your hand in mine, tracing the outline of each finger with mine, memorizing the feel of your skin…

I could kiss your face all over, your eyes, your cheeks, your lips, your chin with soft little kisses barely felt…

I could give you a soft place to fall, to rest your weary head, to soothe your troubles away…

I could look into your eyes and say thank you for teaching me what it is to be loved…

Morning

Crisp, clear air
nips at my nose
as I stand
in the velvet darkness
waiting for the
new day
to bloom.

Arms outstretched
reaching for the
stars
that wink and dance
in the midnight sky
calling to me
come and play…

Expectant silence
envelopes me
as the world
waits,
cats yawn
lazily,
carefree in the darkness
contentment
etched in their
every movement…

Perched on the
breaking of a new
dawn
I reach
higher
to welcome
the sun
in all her glory
as she
peeks
across the mountains
embracing me
warming me
with her touch…

The stars
fade
into the morning
as I greet the
day
grateful
for every moment
given as a gift
like the soft
whisper of a
kiss…