God Is I Am

My heart afire in the setting sun
darkness looms and fills my lungs.
Breathing out to clear a space
for light to shine upon my face.

Swirling through time my soul does race
to the dimension of time and space.
As darkness falls so does divine grace,
Into a hellish place; for those that live
in egotic haste.

I push and fight to find the space
that moves through time to my heavenly place.
During this night, I chose to serve
other souls born to the human race.

I love the soul who is newly birthed
and support with wisdom what’s required for Earth.
As the night fades, my work is done,
my soul returns to my human one.

Writers Prompt: Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/3193846/posts/2356084250

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Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt: Clarity #writephoto
Posted on July 18, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Clarity

The gentle breezes sway the grasses on the sandy beach

clears the cobwebs from my thoughts and reach.

The gritty sand of grays and white

Is like the annoying thoughts I chose to fight.

The lapping waves grabbing at the shore

steal the sand to return no more.

Lay myself down in the riverbed to feel the water swells

engulf my head.

Looking up to see in the sky

the breath of God moves on by.

The clouds a swirl of white and blue

create a path for my Soul to move.

Releasing all thoughts, fears and dreams

is the gift that clarity brings.

Whether on water of rocky land

the portal for God is through the heart of man.

Through these eyes I chose to see

all the parts of this beautiful scene.

Merge into one and never alone

my soul exist in this magnificent home.

Whether here or in the artic sea

my soul embraces God’s clarity.

The phase “the heart of man”, is symbolic and inclusive of all human kind, sexes, religions, nationalities, and sexual preferences.

https://scvincent.com/2019/07/18/thursday-photo-prompt-clarity-writephoto/

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Monday’s sighting                             Tuesday’s Heron

Silently stalking,
Standing perfectly still,
The Heron’s eye searching the water so chilled.
Thin legs hold the weight of the bird,
A neck so long with ease it curves.
Graceful and elegant it stands,
In silence it waits on shallow water and land.
With a darting move it captures a meal
With barely a ripple of water to feel.
Elegantly, it lifts’ up to the sky to soar.
A bird of wisdom, intelligence, and grace.
A spiritual plight to move forward
in belief of what feels right.

Today was the second day I saw a Heron by the creek where King and I walk.  While they are not a common bird in this area, they do stop by ponds and creeks from time to time.  The Heron has many spiritual meanings and the most common is self reliance, strength, following your heart and what you know is right in the face of adversity and judgement.

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A stillness of the water,
A silence of your breath.
A time lapse in reality
A heaviness in your chest.

A castle of prominence
Standing tall and alone.
Attached to the hills
Foregone in dreams and poems.

The setting sun brings shadows
And plays a game of darkness with hints of rage.
With light dancing across the rippled pond
The clouds move in, reflecting an ominous sign.

The moving light, a delight to those that see through Spirit’s eyes.
It is the contrast between dark and light
A constant reminder of the Soul living a human life.

Photo Prompt posted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo. A lovely picture and inspiring. Thank you Sue for another creative opportunity.

https://scvincent.com/2019/07/11/thursday-photo-prompt-castle-writephoto/

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In late spring when King and I arrived home from a work trip we found a dark house and no power. As I checked the refrigerator and freezer things were already melted and smelly. It is the downside of being away for a week.

Life changes when you have no power. Without music or the TV, the house was in total silence. Amazon’s Alexa no longer plays my radio stations. And working in the home office was much harder to do without internet. So hanging in the local library became a nice option but phone calls are a “no-no”. Phone calls are planned for in the car or at mom’s place since I have very bad reception at my house. A conscious plan must be made to charge electronics and at the worse I leave them charging in a running car.
The upside of the quietness is that time to pray and meditate, is more abundant. The birds chirping in the morning, heard through the open windows, are more pleasant than any alarm. They are joyful and welcoming to the new day. I laid in bed listening to them instead of thinking about emails.

Cooking for King was a challenge. I would visit mom’s home or a friend’s place just a few blocks away to cook. It got me back to the gym at least for a shower and an occasional work out.

I normally run the vacuum every day to get up the beautiful black dog hair that is everywhere. Instead, I took to using a rubber glove to lift it off the sheets that lays on top of the bed and on the sofa. It worked better than the vacuum on the carpeted steep, narrow, steps that lead up to the second floor. The vacuum never did a great job and was unusable on the pie slice shaped steps at the top. It felt dangerous trying to run the vacuum over the coarse rug on the steps. The handheld tools lacked the pull to get his hair without a fight. On the area rugs I use my rubber sole shoes to rub the hair into a pile. It amazes me how much hair gets bedded into the carpet weaving in such a short time.

Anything I eat is stored at room temperature while King’s food is stored in a cooler with ice. I have come up with a new favorite combination of peanut butter and pumpkin seeds. I found a big bag of pumpkin seeds in the cabinet when looking for food options. It is a delicious treat on a cracker or rice cake. It makes a great snack and can be a high protein meal.

Life is simpler without power, yet it is challenging to think of ways to handle daily routines that I took for granted. I am blessed to have support and places to crash when it is to hot or I need to cook for King. While there was a simplicity to the powerless routine, I am grateful the power returned as silently as it left. I am thankful for the blessings of family and my best friend!

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