This post will be brief and features one of my poems from Emotions in Eruption. Every time we watch a news report something awful is happening somewhere and it is easy to become cynical. I guess we need to remember our reactions count for something. Do we shrug our shoulders, or do we find a way to contribute so we are part of what is good?
Just this week alone I have met so many volunteers, retired people, older people and some very young people who donate their time to making other people’s lives better. It is so rewarding to see others light up so maybe giving it a try is a way of putting on glasses to improve what is in front us. I am hoping to be teaching some literacy classes for adults and working with kids. Anyone else want to share ideas?
The music flows
An uninterrupted path
into the soul.
Generous acceptance may allow
completed entry, to make the whole.
Fearful hesitancy, unspoken barriers
that control graceful gratitude,
destroys the magic
of the pleasant interlude.
The loser moves silently along
severely clever not glimpsing joy.
Value lost, ignored, unseen,
agonizingly then a deflected ploy.
Did you know in the endless search
that you alone held the key?
The music will always flow
but not for you
afraid to know.
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