I am grateful for being a dreamer…
I dream of a world filled with peace, acceptance and love
I dream for hatred, prejudice and wars to be forever gone…
and I’m grateful for the stars and the moon
for creating the wonders I have always dreamed on.
I am grateful for being a dreamer…
I dream of a world filled with peace, acceptance and love
I dream for hatred, prejudice and wars to be forever gone…
and I’m grateful for the stars and the moon
for creating the wonders I have always dreamed on.
May we be blessed to look to the moon for guidance…
To understand:
No matter what phases we may be going through
that have caused us to hate each other…to fight…
It is only by coming together…
that we will be able to light up the night
It was 4 A. M. when I happened to look out our window
and what I saw on the ground and in the sky
made me wonder for a moment…if I could trust my eyes.
At first glance it seemed to be the morning…but I knew I was up too soon
the light I was seeing wasn’t the sunrise…it was created by the moon.
It wasn’t only the full moon resting on the clouds over the mountains…
It was also what I saw on the ground below.
The snow that had blanketed the ground yesterday…
at 4 in the morning was aglow.
I stepped outside to only cold and silence.
The animals were either sleeping or trying not to freeze
because all this beauty came at a cost…it was only 4 degrees.
As I stood there bundled up…also trying not to freeze
I was mesmerized by the moon glow off the clouds, the mountains
and how it cast shadows of the trees.
The high winds that were predicted…either came and went
or, for the moment, decided to cease…
Standing there in the glow of the moon
It was as if the whole world was at peace.
I stood there captivated…onto that magical moment I wanted to hold.
and bathed in the warmth of nature’s beauty…I realized…I was no longer cold…
And I found myself making a wish…
standing there in the glow of the moon…
that the peace I was feeling this morning
would find its way to the whole world soon…
I am grateful for the words of Jeanne Moreau
who one might consider a sage:
Age does not protect you from love…she wrote
But love
to some extent
protects you from old age
They fell in love when they were young
and at that time their love took center stage
even as they lyrics changed throughout the years
adding jobs and friends…
as the two of them slowly aged.
Then one day their children took center stage
and soon they found…
their love…still strong
could now be spread around.
Then the children grew and the house seemed empty
until their grand children took center stage…
and they found their love for each other and family
remained strong
as they both reached middle age.
Now, much older…with a great-granddaughter
Added to a family that commands the center stage…
they have settled down together
and are enjoying the glory of old age.
I am grateful for the person I’ve become
and are evolving into every day
and grateful to all those people
who have helped
mold me along the way.
NELLA’S BLESSING
I wish every person in the world would understand
would somehow come to see
how every person in the world
is part of one large extended family…
That we can make this world a better place
with less violence, less prejudice, less mayhem
If whatever troubles people are facing…
we help each other through them.