Tag: dreams

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Who am I that I am meant to have this life? To wander in this marvellous world, and love nothing more than life’s sweet grace.

To be grateful and satisfied, to be whole or empty, but I’ve still room for others, to care for and with joy to fill.

I pray that I can trust people and that fear will disintegrate, that tranquility builds within me in these sunshine glory days.

Oh, summer sun, the cooling rain finds you easily, and it’s a glad night to be out among the streets when sunshine-showers hide the heat’s haze.

People serene, delighted, and out among each market stall, a little wet, but no one cares.

Markets and festivals are like that as rain drenches skin and the sun luminates; we choose our goodies —

Carrots crisp, peaches juicy, cinnamon buns fragrant, and red wine some Malbec flavor we’ll all enjoy tonight.

Ah, this plethora of delight, proof of the summer season — one of plenty, then, summer continued into Autumn.

But, of July and August heat we love best, in scorching sweet nights, people in shorts and tanks, sun dresses sweeping the pavement.

And sometimes, I heal among this summer haze of crowds, but sometimes I remain at a distance.

Then, I scent the aroma of food, homemade drinks, and tiny shops and stands full of goodies; my eyes grow wide.

And, I don’t have to think for a moment; these treasured times satisfy, as I fly back to dreams in the night.

Now, I’m awake, not bored, and full of great hope, blessed by plenty,

I know that whatever is bringing me down will not last forever, and that wherever I go (be it anywhere) I’m not alone.

Jesus walks with me down His chosen path for me; He will forever walk with me, and I with Him — I’m never alone again.

And, come sometime, we will all find freedom, never to be cast about by shadows; protected by Him, the only way to keep going.

So, lead us away, let me write of bold and insignificant dreams, of wonderful gifts, and blessings untold.

There are too many things to say and do before winter’s cold arrives and bitter snow falls.

And, I do not but take in everything, thought by thought, experience by experience, good times, trying — all of them,

Then, Autumn is alight with orange-pumpkin, yellow-taber corn, vegetables & goods from brilliant harvests,

Of things that are possible and real, full of all of life’s changes, miracles provided, food given.

I daydream in sunlight, the sky glittering full of stars at night; mostly, I appreciate those long summer days,

Swim suits near white sand, soft skin, Ombré suntan lotion, children hooting and screeching in pools, a time of joyful fun.

Let us all delight in summer, and never forget its warmth, as it carries over into Autumn’s harvest, colder, but never lost.

For now, stretch your limbs and amble by the waterside, summer memories held tight.

They must, for a bitter freezing comes with after opulent days of summer; it always tries to cheat us days.

Opulent summer sunsets, markets, walks, beaches, fresh cut grass; conversation in the purple sky.

Those are the days we’ll forever remember, and never be at loss to forget.

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