Circle in space

Circle in space
Blue, green and brown
holds the human race

a race in love
with words
and self

When the heart of this
blue and green
can no longer
sustain.

the human race cries out
their words
lost in gritty winds

the circle, now brown
in space, appears
never
to have held them

Erin

September 20, 2008 is your wedding day.

you begin your married life with Marshall.

you become a part of the Glanzer family.

Marshall becomes a part of ours.

I am thankful for Marshall's family

and the blessings they bring to your marriage

I know they will treasure you as I do for

Your introspective ways

Your desire to right the wrongs you see

your fierce loyalty to the down trodden and disadvantaged

your devotion to their son

and the love you hold in your heart for all

things "Marshall".

Erin,

you have worked hard and have dreams

I am grateful Marshall will be a part of those dreams

I am confident he is the partner God intended

and you will both be an asset to one another.

I pray as you make this journey

that you will see no problem is too big to get through

and you will cherish the challenges that strengthen you.

You said you and Marshall laugh a lot.

Although tears may come,

I pray you will keep that practice alive and

laugh long

laugh heartily

laugh with fervent abandonment.

When you laugh together in love nothing

is too large to conquer.

love to you both,

M.

no words are good enough

Thank you for allowing me a place in the human race

Thank you for giving me space on this planet I call home

Thank you for all the sounds I've heard, sights I've seen,
smells I've smelled and all that I've touched

In the sixty-one years I've been here, I have shared
in so many different experiences

I marvel at the balance I see.

I stand in awe at the intricate way things were planned
so perfect for life.

To say there is no rhyme or reason to what we know
as human occupants of this place we call earth

Is to surely ignore a whole bunch of what's going on

I wish I could express it better but there are no words
to explain all that I feel when I ponder these things.

But it doesn't keep me from trying.

sorrow of sorrows

I am feeling as if my heart would break.....again
reliving the wedding that ended in so much sorrow and grief

it's my daughter's turn and I pray
that her experience will not be like mine
that she will know happiness and security
that her differences will be reconciled.

I want to wrap myself in bubble wrap
so as not to feel any of the jabs and stabs
that may come my way, real or imagined.

just get through this, I say, not to anyone
no one must know the panic that I feel
knowing that memories cannot be stopped
no matter how painful they are

replace those with good ones of my daughter
and her beginnings, filled with so much
hope for the future.
Please, God, help me to focus on this,
just this.

blessings from crow

circling, circling over head

blessing the prayer journey

speaking mind to heart

affirming the intent

of the solitary prayer

what it means

each bird has its own song
each song is distinctive
every song contributes
to the harmony of the morning

no song is better than another
all are needed to complete
the mosaic of life on earth

please, God

let my song add to
her beauty
and purpose

humans being

the 35W bridge collapses

random strangers
in a human tragedy

some will not survive
some will save others
but all will be changed

the shared window
of time is brief

but for those who
were on the bridge

the experience has
connected them

forever