Sunday, November 20, 2011


"Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The moments fashioned for me,
When as yet there were none of them."
-Psalm 139:16

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My friend, Jen, author of Ripplespeak, wrote to me recently, and offhandedly (or perhaps intentionally) mentioned "the Timing Thing"...

...this sparked what few synapses are still firing in my noggin and sent me down this poetic path.....considering what happens, what can happen, in a moment....

Jen, this one's for you, my dear friend...

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Since before Millenia
our moments were formed
Gift boxes given
to be filled
with our chances
our choices
daring dreams
harvested hopes...

...each one a Seed that Becomes...

...Love Given
Love Received
Left turns at Albuquerque,
taken, and not taken...

...Moments filled with
Plenty and Enough,

there for the taking
there for the giving...

Miniscule measures
of our Lives as a whole
the flutter of each
felt far beyond
what we can imagine...

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e.a.a. "Hindsfeet" 11/20/11


  1. It's always amazing
    when a spark becomes
    a flame and we must
    write it down. Beautiful,
    sweet friend!

    xx Suzanne