WHERE IS YOUR 'OIL' AND YOUR 'GARMENTS'(IS 61:2-3)? ACCEPT THE WILL OF GOD FOR THE DEARLY DEPARTED AND THE NEW ARRIVAL AND...GO FORTH! THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Great write Jane! Many things collide/conflict, but there is always a reason to rejoice if we are vigilant in seeking it.
Thank you for sharing yet another thought provoking poem.It is appreciated. Continued success-
Barbara J Henry
That's true… Life is too short to let the old drag down the new. We all need to move on sometimes.
But, drat it… I really hate having to junk very good software and hardware just because the Internet tells me that it's obsolete. Sometimes the oldies, but goodies are better than their newfangled replacements. There, I'm sounding like an old codger…
Reminds me of that old Blood, Sweat and Tears song when they sang, when I'm dead dead and gone, there'll one child born to carry on.
The circle of life keeps turning.
We live the mystery of departure and return. The seasons understand the meaning, so does the moon. We live it and in the living take it as our own, even if it make us "seasick". Your poem beautifully reflects this paradox. PS: Love the photo. John
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Thank you for sharing yet another thought provoking poem.It is appreciated. Continued success-
Barbara J Henry
But, drat it… I really hate having to junk very good software and hardware just because the Internet tells me that it's obsolete. Sometimes the oldies, but goodies are better than their newfangled replacements. There, I'm sounding like an old codger…
Ron
Charlie
The circle of life keeps turning.