He sends me Jesus in the curve
past the point where darkness slips in,
chasing thoughts like leaves in a spin
spiraling down like rain in a frenzy,
how had I forgotten
as I rush about filling the minutes
with something,
anything to soothe the mind
as fear carries my mind away on the wind.
We sit watching through windows
strands slamming back and forth
like beads in hands of a child
as the parade passes on
the colors move like ripples
shining beacons of a new memory.
Voices across miles take me into shelter,
safe in the deep breaths calming
as we sit on a concrete island
surrounded by fury
tamed by none,
and they say the Seminoles came
blessings this place and keeping safe
from destruction and I’ve stood
amongst their burial mounds
saying prayers and though I did not know
this urban legend till after
I can feel the strength of nature
in feathers laying at my feet.
I gather them up,
the storm talisman
and watch the fireflies bob and weave,
and the butterflies linger perhaps
watching the pink scarf of coolness around my neck,
I wonder where it is that they go
when the might and howling waltzing winds spin
round and round
one two three one two three
breathing in and out
I let it go
and slide into a sleep surreal.
An image of the eclipse sent Β to me from my Dad, telling me he found Jesus and sent him to us for protection. Thanks Dad, it is a sigh so incredible. Thoughts on the hurricane, hope you enjoy.
β€οΈ
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still cleaning up but blessed indeed. Now on the Irma diet….work your butt off all day clearing yard debris and drinking more water than you thought humanly possible π thanks Janice π
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Wow … so glad you and your home made it through the storm ππΊ
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Synchronicity, I say! Love it!
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A waltz, yes – though a rather wicked one. π± Was fascinating though, like it was a life form with a mind of its own.
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So glad to know. ππ
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Yay! π
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thanks G β€ alive and kicking π
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thanks Mags, calm again and just cleaning up each day….almost back to normal β€
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it was an adventure I can live without, for sure β€
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thanks Tre β€
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the door that was broken, creaking and creaking was the worst. We pushed furniture against it and then the couch which we sat on praying it held π not ready to go through that again anytime soon β€
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thanks, I kept bringing a waltz to mind as I watched it bounce around Cuba….mother Natures dance I suppose π
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thanks Lady G, I’ve always felt a connection to the native americans and their ways….I guess we moved to the right place, and ha, I live where? right off of Seminole π
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I hope so also.. just so relieved you are all ok.. Much LOVE.
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hey Super S, let me know when it’s resolved, just did a reblog of an old post of yours. It touched me so very much even years later….doing some memory lane visits in Sheldonville today π
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thanks Sue β€ hope we don’t get another one ever! π
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A vivid account of what it must have been like to take your mind from the fury Kim.. Just so pleased you all came through it.. β€ xx
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I am trying to talk to wordpress to resolve the issue with you not being able to.leave comments
I am so glad to see your smiling face
Even if what’s around is chaotic
Your a fighter, you will survive
That what we do,the army of the few
As Sheldon Always
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Wow Kim! This is amazing. Prayers from and over the Seminoles….and being blessed to tell us the tale. Spiritually majestic!
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Beautiful poem, Kim! All the images and the thread of the hurricane running through it – I love it!
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The winds must have been terrifying. I enjoyed your poem.
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What a delightful gesture! Such a blessing. Beautiful, Kim.
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wow. That is quite something.
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From fear to peace β so glad you are okay, Kim. π
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Enjoyed, and glad you made it through the storm. G:)
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