Times Father

Ummm...For a long while I've tried to be a spiritual kind of guy...Like all humans I have my foible's...my moments of unclarity...The following is a measure of a thought along a certain train...

Please do not allow any connotation that might disagree with your belief system's to cloud your enjoyment of the work itself...


Times father

Blow wind blow leaves drift down
Time the wry master of all
Subtle sure wear your frown
As summer gently wanes to fall

He'll touch the gardens and the soil
Ply his trade with measured grace
While slow and steadfast in his toil
He'll weave the coming seasons place

Caressing threads that ever run
Between each moment hallowed fare
Such wondrous garments nature spun
Goodbye he bids goodbye with care

There within his hands are held
The ones that Father called away
Whose threads unraveled from the meld
With love he lets them end their stay


I wrote this one Autumn while watching the leaves change color and fall...Of course...me being me...I had to ponder some greater significance...I've been truly blessed to just sit idle and inward watch the marvel of life...To honestly appreciate how significant my part within the compass of the all...
If there is one thing that I would ever hope to accomplish.......it would be to reach deep within your heart and wake a like awe...

...To every day and each moment...may you be as wonder struck as I...


YouSir

Very Nice.

I really like the way you write.

Very peaceful.

a reply to: crappiekat


Ummm...thank you Kat...I am honored that you find my musings peaceful...

May all of your days be filled with a joyous peace that flows out and around to infect the sour...out of the moods of others...

Be well my friend





YouSir

a reply to: YouSir

Great writings here YS! Love it! Keep em coming!!

Beautiful!

a reply to: SyxPak



Ummm...thank you Syx...brings joy to this old fart that I might type for a hundred years like that proverbial monkey and finally something legible appear like magic out of this smarter than I computer of mine...


YouSir

a reply to: Night Star

Ummm...thank you Night Star...it makes me so happy that you find enjoyment...I take it as a great honor...and make it my job to plant the seed of good emotion in you...you are a good friend to me...I pray that each of your moments are steeped high in joy...and smiles never cease to caress your expression...May bliss flow out from you...and you touch the heart of everyone you encounter...

Be well my friend...


YouSir