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Monday, December 4, 2017

Ease

More and more I have come to believe
that ease is where one finds it,
in quantities and dimensions
of one's own devise. 

Yes, things fall out of the sky
all the time--
flights gone from radar, fireballs from frozen space,
angels who whisper softer than morning dreams.
More and more I have come to accept all of these
with as much grace and courage as I can.

Gunfire, atrocities, sinkholes, hurricanes--
these exist, but must do so in the same world
with kindness, silver maple trees, dogs, weddings. 
There will always be
bills and break-ups,
jobs to go to, children to shelter, parents to bury, 
and only so many hours or heart beats for all of it.
There will be a shortfall,
and it will  break your heart in the end.

Still, there is balm in Gilead for gathering 
moment by moment.
More and more, I have come to believe
that ease is where one finds it,
in quantities and dimensions
of one's own devise. 
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13 comments:

  1. This is the true basis for happiness and peace, my friend. I especially love those whispering morning angels. This poem is a beauty. I love it.

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  2. This is a very good reminder for these times. Beautifully penned (well, typed).

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  3. Yes, you’ve written wise words with wit and creativity, so fitting and thought provoking, now and always. One of my favorites by you.

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  4. This is definitely a poem I needed to read today! Thank you for being one of the solaces of life, with poetry that really makes a difference.

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  5. I agree with Kerry!❤️ Your words serve as a soothing balm in troubled times and help rejuvenate faith. Thank you so much for sharing, Shay!❤️

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  6. True and beautiful, Shay. Our hearts are our only homes, and if we don't furnish them with some love and peace--and ease--no one else ever will. I especially love the picture.

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  7. I so agree Shay! This is so full of wisdom, beauty and truth! A truth that has to be lived to truly grasp. Love this from the picture to the lovely last line!!

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  8. I so agree with this. With all the shit going on in this world, there is yes, still grace, kindness, dogs, cats and birds. And people being kind to them all.

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  9. I like the way the poem begins and ends with sensible words of wisdom, containing those things that fall out of the sky. I love the way you've counterbalanced 'Gunfire, atrocities, sinkholes, hurricanes' with 'kindness, silver maple trees, dogs, weddings'. You've given me a positive start to the day, Shay.

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  10. a balm of a pen this morning. thanks

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  11. Reads like a beautiful long inbreath and then and equally easy out...simply magical.

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  12. "More and more I have come to believe
    that ease is where one finds it,
    in quantities and dimensions
    of one's own devise.

    Yes, things fall out of the sky
    all the time--
    flights gone from radar, fireballs from frozen space,
    angels who whisper softer than morning dreams.
    More and more I have come to accept all of these
    with as much grace and courage as I can."

    Dang you are wise

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