Beneath the brightest moment

We move through the days
spinning wildly away
wondering where does this thing called time
fly off to while we look the other way.
Memories and faces remembered,
the times of our lives lived fully
and nestled away we dust off the image,
smiling at the moments
never realizing then
that we would carry it with us,
those laughs and tears
the lightest of years,
and so many no longer
in a place of sight,
we keep alive in our minds horizon
the precious ones gone
yet still they shine
beneath the brightest moments relived.
Days will keep moving
and we will shuffle along
being in the mix of light and dark
we cast our spell of kindness and joy
in places new and old,
we still remain changing daily
and standing tall we recreate
to suit our need,
diving into the life we live
holding gratitude in our souls
and love in our hearts
a treasure we cherish
on days like these.

Wishing you all far and wide, a Happy Thanksgiving from my home to yours. Peace and blessings for a day filled with new memories made and loved ones far away or no longer with us remembered with kindness and love ❤ I am blessed indeed. ❤

Tranquility unbound

We float about unbound,
our inner glow illuminated
by memories seen through old eyes,
never losing sight
of that which we know and recall
in our world we drift on,
spaces between yet so close.
We fill in the moments
word by word
from memory of days now passed,
we find a new tranquility
in just being enough.
Maps lead us through darkness
into the mirror lands,
face to face with our inadequacy
of touching and breathing
the same fire we had back when,
we were children racing
against the wind never tiring
for there was always enough
of that particular drug,
the etched creases lay mark
to who we see now
when we cease to bother with the unimportant
and save space in our blue world
to come together breaking bread
and remembering
the important things that matter,
the here and now
and the smile in your eyes
as the heart opens
and simply says
welcome home.
We stood together
watching as the movement became fluid
and beautiful and no words needed to be spoken
for we knew
to be tranquil
is to be unbound and free
and we walked away
as a warm breeze blew
and I knew in that moment
the acceptance of never turning back,
to bounce about somewhere within
where that small child still waits
for you to come and play,
for the lights to grow dim
and the game to begin,
in a house built and lived in
by two small souls
still connected and not so far
from where those years intervened,
standing at the crossroads once more
to someday reach,
where the journey ends we will find
a place like this,
of peace and beauty,
of love and kinship,
of all we had dreamed
come true.

I had the honor of being able to spend my birthday with my wonderful husband and my little sister by my side. A day spent at Mote Aquarium, my sister and I found this tank and just stood for minutes watching the beautiful sight that lay within. Peace in a tank, a gift of beauty and the lovely day spent in the way that I often embrace. Within a world of nature, so many words, so little time.

In each moment

Cradled in my hand
box by tiny box opened gingerly,
reaching in to seek the gift
or memories rekindled.

I remember this one and that,
can close my eyes and see a younger me
standing in a row gazing,
choosing just the right one
and so very many years now gone
it always feels like yesterday
once each year.

Heart stirred thoughts on who I honored,
as I bought each one
and filled it with my special love
so that each one I saw
hanging on nimble green branches,
would return the feelings
of those who are no longer
except in thoughts and dreams,
and days that now grow shorter
leave me filled with a quiet peace
and gratitude for having had
so many gifts
in my life.

Magical seasons
and love is the reason
for joy and blessings
to shine through once more,
never forgotten
and always cherished
yet more this time of year
with each ornament that hangs
and says hello again old friend,
good to see you
if only for a while
then away I shall slip
into tiny boxes packed gently,
graced with hope
for goodness and greetings
next year.

Finally a day off to decorate the tree. Hallmark collectable ornaments from years and years ago, gifts from others and family heirlooms hung with care. A beautiful tree and all the lights worked (knock on wood) Peace and love and happy Hump day peeps ❤