Doctor Grandma

I want to know those
who are not perfect,
who spoke an unkind word,
who hurt another’s feelings, or
the ones who tried and failed.
I want to know those whose hearts were broken
who did not show righteous calm,
I want to know those who forgot how to pray,
but are turning to God, again.
We are all but walkers on a path
that takes its twists and turns,
We are all imperfect travelers,
and yet, we are noble souls,
We try to light our little fire,
we try to fan the flame,
We are not here to be perfect,
but to get up, and try again.

cfblack, 11-21-22

Pink clouds tell

Of the Sun’s rising

and the light of the Moon fades into dark

as we sleep.

Who will notice?

In the midst of ‘the Nothing’, I will say Thy Name,

In darkness, light a candle, and begin again,

The darkness has enveloped us

We can’t see or hear each other,

We flounder in the midst of it,

we must find one another,

In the darkness, a light shines brighter

than in the daytime Sun,

When hope flounders, light a candle,

It will attract everyone.

cfblack, 9-5-2022

There is a point past which

you stay awake,

as if it’s morning,

but it’s not,

as if you could work all night,

but you can’t,

Your body is playing a trick on you,

and you need sleep now

more than you know,

You are hungry,

but won’t eat,

You will dream before

the new day breaks.

cfblack, 4-25-2022, 4am

The poor in spirit,

those who mourn,

the meek

and the merciful,

Those who hunger,

the pure in heart,

those who search for righteousness,

Blessed are the peacemakers,

   for they are the sons of God,

Bless all those persecuted,

   they are the light of all,

Nothing is hid that shall not be known,

No secret is kept forever,

When a lamp is lit in a darkened room

The warmth makes all things better.

                                    (Matthew 5) 

                                    cfblack 2-11-2022