This morning
I wake to the end
of a week
The sun will soon
join me
for the day to begin
But as I drink my coffee
and type these words,
people are fighting
for their lives
against ugly diseases
Homeless men,
women, and
children
are trying
not to freeze
As I relish
this moment
of peace,
strife is invading
many lives
without invitation
all around the world,
Our world
So I will not
take for granted
what others long for
Lauren Scott © 2015
(more thoughts than a poem)
With a shy confession, I must admit
sometimes, I dream of perfection
where the road ahead is one of silk
and balance has no objection
Where answers dangle from the trees
as butterflies gently pass by
and happiness bounces, abundantly
as high as the big blue sky
However, perfection would prevent us
from growing through the strife
and maybe being grateful
wouldn’t live in our life
So our heartbeats set the cadence
as we march with steps of brave
We find good in the clouds
as the road ahead we pave
Lauren Scott © 2014
Photo: Hydrangea from our backyard
Christmas carols accompany as I wander
through the stores, pondering carefully,
so I may give to those, whom I love dearly,
during this joyful holiday season
I hear beautiful, amazing grace in the lyrics
and I wish for my soul to be at peace
Then I think of those whose lives
are filled with pain and tears commence
Guilt overcomes me, as I feel grateful
for the many blessings I’ve been given
How can I feel content when others are hungry,
hoping for a roof to cover their aching hearts?
It isn’t fair others are hurting while we top the tree
with our treasured angel and throw on the tinsel
It isn’t fair they cry for help to come their way
While we roll out the dough and make festive cookies
There is no balance of these confusing emotions
So, what must be the answer to comfort…
to stop the blood from shedding and
the tears from falling, to end the starving?
By showing we care, we silently say our prayers
for those who struggle in their everyday lives
May love hug their souls to heal their wounds and
May their strife be entwined with a whirlwind of serenity
Copyright 2011
Baydreamer ~ Lauren Scott 