I hold my breath 2 seconds, maybe 3 electric jolt fleeting it came it went but my thoughts… trapped in the grip of those seconds.
Have you ever had a heart to heart with your mind?
Who wins in the end?
Have you ever dipped into contemplation about all the ‘whys’ floating in the ether, looking for a companion to make them complete like two intended lovers?
Next time the sun sets for another night’s repose, let your eyes turn to the blanket of stars, twinkling in their elegance.
Are they privy to some vital piece of knowledge that has not been proffered to us?
It seems those seconds necessitated another heart to heart.
I shared this poem from my book, Ever So Gently, a while ago, but I feel compelled to post it again because of its relevance. The question still lingers…
Things I Know, Believe, and Imagine
I know hearts can shatter if beaten down, and souls can be crushed if pounded, and those judging others appear to be close-minded. I believe people should live the life they were intended.
I believe differences afford knowledge. Why is violence the solution for those who loathe a culture or religion?
I imagine everyone opening their hearts and minds… Can you envision this landscape, like spring blooming every day, budding across borders and state lines? A glorious bridge connecting us all… if only.
I know the ideals of respecting and accepting will stay models to be repeated until the narratives mend, and I hope they do, because no one deserves to exist beneath a cloud of pretense. I believe all people should have the freedom to live within the arms of truth.
I can imagine how invisible scars create hell for the heart.
I believe Love should remain the center of all humankind, but since hate continues to linger on the streets, here’s a question to ponder… what should we do differently?
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Thanks so much for visiting today, and I hope the answer presents itself very soon. I also wish you a peaceful day and more peace for your tomorrows…
It is what it is – or so we say, but who really knows what it is today? Where does it live? What does it think? Does it have eyes that blink? Would I miss it floating in mid air like an atom with flare or does it sit on concrete in cold weather and heat? What a thing to ponder, This it we claim to know Does it stretch to the sky or lie very low? Does it speak words, I ask, with a face to see or does it convey mystery through a dark colored mask? How perplexing, digging up truth about this infamous it Does anyone have a clue? Is there something we can do? If not, Then I bid you a friendly Adieu!