Working on changing the blue threads in my fabric to something new
Like sunshine quicksilver gossamer showing a vague outline of the real me
Always here for you
Always uplifting to view
With shells and jewels trailing from my hair
Peachy dreams lifting in the delicate drifting perfumed air
Always sweet and compliant, wearing my mother of pearl mantle
Granting wishes, conjuring illusions of shiny enchantments to entertain you
As you watch me, transfixed, through my prison bars
Which of course I can blithely turn into lightly whipped chocolate bars
Yes, I am on my way to your forever happiness
“… do not throw your pearls before swine, or they will trample them under foot and maul you.” ~ Jesus
There came a moment in the daylight hours when I had a clarity and saw it.
I was believing I was like a dog who got only crumbs — and it was okay.
That is when it stopped.
There was not a thing I could do to change that from happening except I could withdraw from the gorgeous users who throw out the occasional crumb.
No excuse for my lack of contact with you all, dear writers and readers.
Other than my paralyzing existential funk.
We’d met before — it was plain to see.
Dancing in silk — entwined branches at night.
Souls familiar as the sun goes down.
Your time had come while mine ran out.
Your coffee in sweet morning delight.
I thank kind Stars you came back to me.
When everything that can be let go of is let go of,
What remains is what we desire above all else. ~ Rupert Spira
I HAVE FOUND
. . . . It is best for me to tiptoe
around social media.
It is filled with landmines
In a kinder universe, it would be time for you.
In a kinder universe, we would be preparing to marry.
Remember we once were amused at the thought of having coffee together?
Now when I taste the blonde and sweet coffee of my own making,
I jolt at the thought of all the perfectly balanced ones we have shared.
My coffees never compare to the ones you make.
Not even close.
Those are my days without you.
But we have had the time together.
Now I know the difference.
Thank the Universe.
The scarf, skirt and blouse — fashioned with hands of love.