The Unpredictable Life

How can I describe,
the look in Your eyes,
full of a wisdom,
I do not understand.

The unpredictable life,
springing from a fountain,
of what seems like,
an eternal youth,
can only be seen,
through Your eyes.

I read the words,
You have written down,
and try to wrap my mind,
ever so carefully around it,
but it feels so pointless,
because I do not possess,
the divine wisdom,
that You have.

So, all I can do is trust You,
and take Your hand,
because You are the only one,
who know the best steps,
to get me into the promised land.

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A Great Metaphor for Life

Pumpkin and spices,
coffee in cozy cafes,
and blankets on sofas,
that used to be bare.

The first hearths are lit,
and candles burn,
spreading their soft light,
in rooms that slowly,
become darker.

Autumn is a time,
of going in,
shutting the door,
and reflecting on life.
And as we try to defeat,
the days getting darker,
by spreading our light,
I think, it is a great metaphor,
for our whole life.

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Daydreams

Lying on my back,
on a red and white checkered plaid,
looking up at the sky,
where bubbles in white and blue,
silently float by.
My mind is calming down.
I remember the times,
when life was faster and darker,
and I find intense joy,
in the slow pace of life,
where I am right now!
I have learned to embrace,
the here and now,
silently finding my way,
in what I already have,
forgetting all that I want,
and maybe even need.
In this quiet surrender,
I am finding peace,
and I will not forget to thank,
the One who gave me this!
You are teaching me to dance,
in a yellow summer dress,
and sing love songs,
on made up melodies.
In Your heart,
all the peace I could ever know,
was born,
and I am beyond grateful,
for Your willingness to teach me,
love me and adopt me,
and bring me Home,
into Your Father arms,
where peacefulness is the best gift,
I could have ever dreamed off!

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Hot Air Balloon

In a hot air balloon
hanging
like a red rose
above my head
I oversee the land
my life
and all that is in it
Sheep
like needle points
Houses
like small pebbles
and roads like
an effortless stitch
on an embroidered patchwork
On the ground
I only see the threads
but up here
I finally understand
where life is taking me

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The First Day of March

The first day of March,
I notice the first buds,
on the dead-looking plants.
The first signs of spring,
waiting to bloom,
in all her colors.
It reminds me that,
even when life seems hopeless,
when the days are grey,
and my heart feels dull,
there is new life waiting to grow,
and new chances waiting,
for me to find them.
It reminds me,
there is always hope!

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Gentleness of Life

I feel the wind

gently brushing my hair,

and the sun on my skin,

warming my soul,

from the outside in.

I feel content,

sitting here,

by myself,

with the city sounds,

playing in the background.

I feel a love,

deep in my heart,

that deepens,

with each moment.

I feel connected,

more than ever before,

to God,

and to myself.

I want to be here,

in this place,

where I embrace,

the gentleness of life.

Then I realize,

for the first time,

this is what peace,

feels like!

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Yellow Orchids

Yellow orchids,
smile in the sunshine –
my heart is spring,
my soul is alive.
Green leaves embrace me,
wrap around me like angel wings,
and for a moment,
I am fed by the light.
Photosynthesis,
changes me from the inside out,
beautifies me,
and makes me stronger.
Wisdom comes with years,
but here in this light,
of yellow orchids,
I find intense joy,
growing deep inside me.

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