In the Corners of My Mind

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In the corners of my mind,

there is a cabin,

tucked away in the forest,

where you and I are relaxing,

with some good books,

next to a soft fire, keeping us,

warm,

clean sheets,

and quilts, on the bed,

some eggs cooking,

a frying pan,

I can smell them cooking,

with butter.

Sometimes, it is snowing outside,

when it’s warm enough,

we go for long walks,

surrounded by the eternity,

of the woods, stability,

bringing comfort.

Inside, a kiss,

just below your ear,

whispers of love,

as we stir the fire.

In the corners of my mind,

there is always you,

always,

your presence,

in my mind,

in my heart, and my life,

you make life worth living.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

To the One I Love

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There are so many reasons I have,

to hold you in my heart,

in my arms,

it’s not just what you bring,

to the table,

or what you give,

it’s who you are.

You are my eyes when I can’t see,

my heart of compassion,

for others, you taught me,

to care,

to breathe blessings,

living in the forgiving,

to have a heart that makes sense,

and to not let go.

What can I give you in return?

ten thousand roses?

No, I have only one thing I can give,

Myself.

Everything that I am, my faithfulness,

everything that I have,

my heart, and love,

belongs to you only,

I give you myself.

we give each other,

the greatest of gifts,

each other.

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Candles

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All you really wanted, was some time,

I came home after days of working,

and what did I say,

after kissing your cheek?

“I have to write this story”,

“I haven’t blogged all day”, I said.

“I’ll just be 30 minutes”, I said.

Two hours later, I was still at the table,

writing my heart out,

while you had gone to the bedroom,

to light candles,

waiting.

We were supposed to watch a movie,

or that British mystery series,

but I felt stupid,

when I saw the candles.

The fire had gone out.

Later we were next to each other,

in bed, alone,

back to back.

You were wondering,

about my heart,

I was dreaming of ways,

to make it up,

a dinner out? the Greek place?

roses.

All you really wanted was some time.

Please forgive me.

I need to live it,

instead,

of just writing about it.

 

 Poetry © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Fading Eagles

Hail Stone

A Prose Poem

When a man has eagles in his heart, and fire in his pen, he knows what to write. He knows who he is. Strength and courage from a hawk, soaring, with a strong spirit. But when the eagles begin to fade, and the hawks no longer fly, he begins to wonder. Is his spirit strong enough without them? Does he need to have more time on the earth, and less in the clouds?

Even nature has its limits. As he prays, his pen begins to wander, looking for answers, looking for understanding. He walks a tightrope, leaning forward, pushing his way past doubt. And slowly he realizes, he does not have to have eagles, hawks, or even a lion in his heart (although he can if he wants to). It is all about the love. It has always been about the love. Love from above, and love for others.

It is always about the love, and that is what brings the strength, and the courage. His spirit soars now, and his pen has fire once again.

 

Peace.

 

Writing © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

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Blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

First Fridays – A Psalm

Psalm 42: 1-5

As the deer pants for streams of water,

so my soul pants for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, for the living God.

When can I go and meet with God?

My tears have been my food day and night,

while men say to me all day long,

“Where is your God?”

These things I remember

as I pour out my soul:

how I used to go with the multitude,

leading the procession to the house of God,

with shouts of joy and thanksgiving

among the festive throng.

Why are you downcast, O my soul?

Why so disturbed within me?

Put your hope in God,

for I will yet praise him,

my Savior and my God.

 

Here the Psalmist expresses to us how he is searching for hope. He is going through a very tough time, or did just recently, and he is saying that he first needs to seek some solitude. He realizes, that he needs some light to break through. There is actually a dialogue going on within, as he examines his thoughts. More importantly he recognizes that he is struggling internally, and he acknowledges his pain, and his lack of trusting, the Almighty.

It wasn’t always like that. At one time he was filled with faith, and went to celebrate with everyone else. It seems as though he is remembering, what he used to be like, in order to encourage himself. His mind is saying, “Everything is going to be alright”, and yet his heart is having trouble believing it. This is expressed in the questions he asks. “Why are you downcast, O my soul?”

I’ve been there a time or two! The encouragement here, is don’t let problems in this life get you down. Keep going strong, keep looking up, and trust the Creator. He knows what you are going through.

 

Be blessed, have a great weekend!

Peace.

 

Commentary © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Bible verses from the New International Version

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“If you love nature, you will love people.”

Stillness

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When the river is quiet,

there’s a stillness in my spirit,

an assurance of calm,

that builds me,

lifting me, higher,

that says to me,

you know the way,

just walk,

clocks,

don’t matter here,

choose,

the path, you’ve been given.

Turtles, on the bottom,

stirring mud,

don’t fly very high,

watch the fish hawk instead,

and copy,

his courage.

Go deep,

and be filled,

never expecting darkness,

plow for the stillness,

when the river is quiet.

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

On the Lake

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When I saw the water,

I thought about our time on the lake,

up before dawn, slipping into the water,

our paddles waking up the blue,

mist,

as the sun was coming up –

warm air, comforting,

hearing a loon surprised us,

a bull moose rustling and feasting,

on the shore,

we were drifting, floating,

my mind wandering through time,

when the earth was new and fresh,

a few campfires with the first people,

“Can we go back and get some breakfast?”

your question,

shattered my dream.

You were right – I turned to smile,

you blew me a kiss,

we laughed,

and paddled, as fast as we could,

yelling, racing, and laughing,

breaking the silence of the eco-system.

I made a joke about moose,

and you lost it — howling!

We laughed so hard the canoe tipped over,

next to the shore, water sparkling,

soaking wet, we held each other,

staring,

into the light of oceans,

I love you.

 

 

 

 

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, nicodemasplusthree

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”