Hold Me Close

Is it so wrong to wish
that someone
just this one night,
just this one moment
could hold me close
and tell me
that everything
(yes every little thing)
is going to be alright?

Is it so wrong
to wish that I could feel
loving arms
encircling me, embracing me,
holding me close
with true warmth and love?

Just wondering, just wishing...
just needing
arms of LOVE to hold me tight.

Is that so wrong?

If so, then I'm sorry,
but it is what I need.

Hold me close.
Please?

Tree Begging for Rain

Walking along the lake path today--the breeze blows gently--the sun barely shines through a haze of clouds as the evening looms

And I look upon the lake and see to my dismay

that the water has receded even more

than when I was here 

just a few days before.

I listen--what is that sound I hear?

It truly sounds like rain

falling down

but then, I realize

as I look around

what I hear is the clattering sound

of the leaves on the trees

blowing in the wind.

They are so dry, so in need 

of a quenching drink

the clattering sound they make

makes me think

of a beggar shaking his cup

begging for coins

on the street

hoping somehow someone out there

will donate to meet

his humble need

of food or drink--

Tears fall from my heart

as I listen

to this sound

of the dry leaves 

clamoring, begging the sun

to drop down

"Please bring us rain, dear thin clouds"

they seem to say

And I realize now

that the trees 

do indeed pray.

Would that my tears

straight from my heart

could somehow help bring rain,

get it to start--

but all I can do is beg to the sky

"please, please 

hear my cry--

send the rain to my beloved trees,

I will gladly drop 

to my knees--

If only somehow, someway

you could see fit 

to bring the rain this very day."

I know not if my prayers will help--

all I know is that 

I can still hear

the clattering of dry leaves

so very near

and my heart aches

to my very core

wishing, hoping to see, feel the rain

once more.

Please???

#

I Wish I Were Your Angel

Sometimes I find myself just wishing...

Wishing somehow, someway

I could just be your angel

to watch over your every day

to make sure

you have a smile

always living inside your heart

to bring goodness and abundance

at the very start

of your day--

an angel who is always there

watching, loving

with the utmost care--

bringing blessings in abundance

not only to you, but to all those you love

and hold dear--

 Oh I wish I were your angel

just hovering near

making sure your smile

is always wide and clear

and giving to you all the hugs,

love and cheer

that you deserve and are so in need of.

(All I have for now

is my unending love).

Still...

wish I could be your angel

watching over you some day

making sure

that you

feel the love and hugs

I am always sending your way.

#

Looking Up To the Sky

I find myself drawn to looking up--I can't help it--the sky is such a canvas of beauty.  Whenever I am needing solace or inner peace, sometimes the clouds speak to me and help me to see what I need to see.

Surely it's not just me.  Do others see the absolute beauty that adorns the sky whenever the clouds gather to grace the sun?  I love looking up and seeing the artwork that is displayed above.

I dare anyone to tell me that our world is not a beautiful place.  I find beauty to comfort me wherever I go.

Now if only, only I can transfer

all of that beauty

to my inner soul--

And just how beautiful would it be

to have a rainbow living inside my heart?

Now that, my friends, is what I would call

True, Living Art.

Majestic Sky

At times whenever I am gazing up at the sky

I am amazed at the majestic beauty

that meets my eye.

How am I so fortunate to look up and see

this beautiful display shining above

looking down at me?

Imagining angels hovering near by

basking in the delight

of this evening sky

and knowing that they helped to bring me here

so that I might feel their presence near--

and get to witness the majesty and awesome sight

of this miracle of nature on this hot summer's night.

Such beauty reigns in our sky above

an artistic display most surely drawn

with the greatest of Love. 

Mother Nature's Beautiful Gifts

Hello, Mother Nature.  I hear you calling my name and I so want to answer your call--but I am just so tired and am not feeling 100% today.  Yes, I know how very beautiful you are and I know too how much you have to offer--especially in the evening twilight hours as your beautiful sun is sinking below the horizon.  Haven't I been there to watch your sun bid adieu on hundreds and hundreds of evenings?  I love each and every one of your gifts, you know. 

Every bird I hear sing, every beautiful flower that I find in bloom, every blade of grass and every grain of sand all are precious gifts to me.  So too the rocks I find lying about as I walk upon your beautiful land.  But I have to admit if I had to choose a favorite of your gifts, it would be the gifts of all of your trees. 

Silly me, I am so in love with the trees--each one holds a special meaning to me--each one represents a life that is so very precious and real and whenever I see the absolute beauty of a tree it almost always takes my breath away--such admiration I feel for the strong bark, the long limbs, the beautiful blooms and leaves and its longevity of life and then there is the infinite usefulness even after its life is done.  Everywhere I look I see the infinity of a tree--whether outside or in my home or even in a vast expanse of a shopping mall--trees have given their beauty to us in so very many ways. 

I comfort myself with knowing that I have tried so hard to capture your beauty, your essence, Mother Nature.  Though I am not up to going out to greet you or to bid your beautiful sun goodnight, I do have my many, many photographs of my time with you and I'm sure soon I will feel up to visiting you in person again--but for now, I am just not up to much more than basking in your beauty by way of my camera lens.  I hope I won't miss too much by staying in, but I know you'll not disappoint me when next we meet.

Blue Butterflies (A Promise)

Long ago, after my own mother had passed on to her next existence, my daughter and I got to talking.  We promised each other that whoever went first would come back as a Blue Butterfly and somehow that would be a sign that we were ever near, close in heart and that we were doing just fine on the "other side."

Right after my mother died, I was sitting outside and every where I went this very persistent white butterfly followed me.  When I would sit down outside, it would perch on my shoulder or rest very gently on the back of my hand.  Somehow I couldn't shake the feeling that it was my mother doing her best to let me know that all was well with her and to tell me in this way that she was ever close should I feel the need for her.

So many, many times since my mother has left this existence, I have had a white butterfly come into my existence whenever I am feeling "bummed" or just missing my mother and feeling so lonely for her.  It wasn't until one very chilly windy winter day out at my beloved lake when I was sitting on a bench on the walking path and suddenly I found myself in tears, weeping for all the things in my life that felt so very wrong, so hard to understand.  When I wiped my eyes and was about to continue my walk, there on a barren tree, leaves gone except for a few --there was my beautiful little white butterfly.  By the time I got my camera at the ready to take a picture of this awesome sight, the butterfly fluttered off into the wind and I missed my chance.  But I knew then it had to have been my mom.  I think she stopped by just to let me know that somehow, someway things would get better for me.

So, there's no doubt in my mind, my heart that once I am gone from this existence that I will be able to reappear as a beautiful blue butterfly to not only my daughter who I cherish, but to my other two children, my grand children and all others who I hold so very dear to my heart.

I know that there is more beyond what we are living in this existence and I know too that when my time comes it will be a joyful and wondrous adventure to embrace.

Dreamin' of Going Beyond

I suppose I must be aching for an escape--of late I keep remembering back to far away places--this my trip to Seattle that was actually so enjoyable and relaxing.  Loved the water--being on the Sound and loved the sights, the smells, the sounds of the hustle and bustle of all the people--but the ride on the water was so serene and peaceful and comforting to me.

No doubt.  I am a water baby.  Crave to be near water.  Not necessarily IN it, but most definitely close enough to see it, to be on it, to hear the life that surrounds it.

It's no wonder my home is only moments from our beautiful lake.  Yes, I know I am blessed--but still I cannot help but dream of one day going BEYOND all this.  My sense of adventure grows weary of staying put. 

Perhaps the Universe will sense my need to venture out into the beyond?  Hmmm...Look out World--here I come!

Reflections of Light

Reflections of light

shine through to my soul
I beg the sun
to somehow know
what it is I need, what I crave
Just listen to
the inside of me
and help me, dear sun
to fly fast and free--
for within
lies a spirit
that begs to soar
to regions unknown
to this heart of mine--
Please somehow
Help me to climb
to find that place in time
which I so desperately seek
You must, you must
understand these words I speak--
for my destiny lies
in those regions unknown
and I so ache to find and be
in my final home. #

Beauty in Nature

One of Nature's Most Beautiful gits

is the beauty

of flowers in bloom...

 

 

It is as if a gift of love
is thrown onto the land and all who pass by are given this gift
to treasure and hold dear.
With each flowering bloom
there is a promise
that always
new birth,
new life
will transcend
into not only our lives
but so very far
beyond.
How blessed can we be
to have such gifts of beauty
to know that nature prevails
throughout all space and time?

Looking Out

Looking out into the unknown, wondering if ever I will fully understand and comprehend just where it is that I need to be.  I cannot help that always I feel as though I am on the inside looking out.  At times I find that I am imprisoned, that my thoughts are holding me back, will not allow me to bloom, to grow, to be all that I know I can possibly be.

Seeking understanding, enlightenment, seeking a guide to gently push me through to the other side and help me to find my way.  Perhaps in time all will be revealed.

For now?  I will continue to gaze, to hope, to dream and to one day know that all will be just as it is meant to be.

Bridges of Life

 

Always there seems to be a bridge to cross. 

No matter where we are in life

how far we think we have come

or have yet to go--

decisions must be made--

should we span the bridge

and cross over to the other side

or do we just jump off

and hope we land on our feet?

#Pamela Rae