Tapestries

Our tapestries are not made from our battle scars or tears,

but from our courage,

the audacity to survive,

in the refusal to give up,

we somehow learn to create

new beginnings,

as if it was spring again,

with purple infusing our being,

we build something beautiful

once again.

Note: I will never thank God for my wife having cancer, only for the courage for both us to survive.

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Breathe Deeply

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And in my dream I was drawn to the surface of the ocean, as if coming alive again,

or hearing for the first time, with My Love whispering, “Breathe deeply” and she said….

“you will find your significance, the freedom of your spirit….if you will only open…”

It was then my lungs filled, taking in….the purest of air.

      

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Forest Meditations

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As I entered the trail, lingering March winds pushed the canopy of tree tops one way and the other,

all at the same time, yet I was quickly surrounded by the gentleness of the forest,

a safe place deep in the coolness of the earth.

The wildflowers were blue this time, while the vanity of the woodpecker could be heard

in the distance. And I wondered how far a prayer could travel, certainly beyond the poplar and oak trees…

I understood then, how peace walked this earth, from the very beginning.

       

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