When the light of understanding appears,
Weights fall away.
Shadows of darkness turn to day,
Tears are wiped and soon fade.
New lamps are lit as we
Clearly see our way.
New paths become visible,
And become easily passable.
As we stride forward,
Both steadily and unabashedly!
Lynn M.
September 25. 2021
Watching the different types of boats,
Get in those last sails,
Paddles or high speed rides,
As summer inches towards autumn.
The trees silently change from rich greens,
To the shades and tones of the colorful rainbow.
The birds get in their final twerps,
Before heading to that Southern warmth.
The cicadas sing loudly and early at noon,
Before they are forced to go back underground.
And the people move slowly,
Leisurely and peacefully as they take in
The last shards of summer before it,
Gently closes its door!
Lynn M.
September 11, 2021
Gee, Thanks!
Ye did it for evil,
God did it for my good.
So you spread lies and rumors,
Like jelly on a piece of stale bread.
Ye ran away the kissed toads and frogs,
And freed me from the undeserving people and places.
Gee, thanks!
In retrospect, I see that I am free to explore the higher.
Higher consciousness, higher thinking,
Higher events and circumstances.
Again, thanks!
For lifting me up so now I can march on,
With a more congenial drummer
Who will always have my back!
Gee, thanks!
Lynn M.
August 28, 2021
Be encouraged!
Stand strong!
If need be, stand alone.
Though the way ahead
May seem to be unclear.
But it is sure, if you don’t lose
Your head, Your faith, Your footing,
And mostly, your resolve.
Turn off the telly,
Mute the noise.
Listen to the wind, the crickets or the birds.
Reach back to those ancient sounds
Which propelled our elders forward,
Eons ago.
And they will surely do the same for you,
We, us – who remain back here.
We must bring up the rear for our youth
And thus, bring smiles from those on the other side.
So troopers, march on, stay focused,
And mostly be encouraged!
Lynn M.
July 31, 2021
When the Creator exalts us, it is sure fired.
Permanent though often hard-earned.
Others will see our good works
Like a light sitting high upon a hill.
After enduring blood, sweat and tears,
Along with some misgivings and perceived misfirings.
We will come to understand that quite like a volcano,
He is both purging and creating at the same time.
Still molding, still shaping and still making us presentable to the world.
In a fashion which truly honors and represents Him.
No longer cleaving to the fleeting tinsel which only shines and blings,
Temporarily before changing to rust, disgust and immense letdowns.
To those who understand that we ourselves are not the molders
Of the clay, will quite likely continue to carry on!
So, wait and work and work until the One who made it all,
Is pleased with our efforts.
For He can exalt us like no mortal ever could or can,
As we showcase our wares for a borrowed season!
Lynn M.
July 3, 2021
Spirits are everlasting,
Though they leave worn-out bodies.
They just go somewhere,
And they wait. And wait.
Quite like hiding in the wings,
And they watch. A high watchman.
And when all of the ingredients are ready,
And the circumstances are all set,
They speak. Yes, but through the living.
Their voices rise again and once again,
Their names are on the lips of many.
They probably just stand to the side
Smiling, grinning and thinking,
‘Aha!’ Now you hear me,
You really, really hear me.”
And the timing is perfect,
As they speak even louder
And more clearly!
Lynn M.
June 26, 2021
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