Drifting Memories

Art and Words to settle my mind

An End, or a New Beginning

Waiting
The end so near, but it does not come
Anticipation, a longing to at last go home
This unbearable agony, need left far behind
Stepping forward on the next step of my journey
Excitement for the newest of futures to come

And yet, here I sit…

Waiting
The end so near, but it does not come
Anticipation, a longing to at last go home
This unbearable agony, needs left far behind
Stepping forward on the next step of my journey
Excitement for the newest of futures to come

And yet, here I set…
Is there reason, must be, need be
Something yet to do, task incomplete, work unfinished
More unknown, laid out in need of my skills
A helping to be offered, another someone in need
I need to know, desperately, for weary I be

I look within for answers, finding not
Reaching to the Creator, only silence returned
I ask help, yet no hand is thrust forward
Feeling lost, abused, abandoned, alone again
Would I beg, plead, cry out in my shame
Alas, I fear but another voice, lost to the night

So I sit here, waiting
All agony, pain, and despair
Hope but a memory, Alone…

-easy

These Words
These Words

Family

As the strong man meets all struggles,
There the woman supporting with prayer,
Wondrous woman building family in joy,
Man holding all with his loving prayer,
This union, this bond, together as one,
Embraced in the most caring of Creation,

-easy

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Jamie

With love,
My dear friend,
Listen to me as I beg,
Simple words perhaps, but truth,
You are the strongest most loving soul I know,
So much you give, so much yet for you to be sharing,
Hold on tight to all of the loving blessings filling your life,
This tiniest of moment, the miracle within that tiny life holding you,
Know in you heart that your coming future will be wondrously sublime,
I know the deep emptiness within you from his sudden tragic absence,
He is crying to be from with you, but he’s crying more for your pain,
He needs to see your suffering end, needs your happiness returned,
As does that most special little soul resting close at your side,
Gather yourself up, embracing the beauty of being again,
Re-embrace the charms abundant encompassing you,
Feel his loving arms still holding you so close,
The passion never lost, for he travels as yet,
There are no ends, only changes of being,
Put trust in yourself, trust in him,
You are one in spirit’s bond,
Embrace the love of life,
Allow yourself to heal,
Allow yourself to be,
Once again whole,
Be you, Be…

easy…
JamieSnuggle

Walking the Path

Release hate and malice from your heart,
Embrace a manner of purest innocence,
Rid yourself of envy of another being,
Entertain the divine court of spirit,

Too many days are of wasted, empty time,
Busy chasing fancies and envisage,
Bed of dreams, ere pile up more,
Lift up thy head from slumber,

New morn sun, filling a misty blue sky,
Risen to the zenith, it shines for you,
Bliss within this light of beauty,
Meant to embrace, to bask,

A mystic paradise, waste not a moment,
Continue, this eternal path of love,
Whisper gentle words of thanks,
Clutch your gifted blessings,

Be the betterment of the world, live pure,
Not to preach rules, sole loving care,
Truly love all, judge not another,
Free to a liberty of thinking,

Heart filled with love, all beautiful delight,
Spread joy, respectful, sharing affection,
Share laughs, for then the spirit relaxes,
Faith is not prayer, faith is as lived,
Humanity is loving family,

Be infinitely patient, including to ourselves,
Learn love is more needed than peace,
Living in spirit, we are truly happy,
Let no man turn you against any,

Gift love & kindness, avoid giving penalty,
Hold a forgiving nature, set free hatred,
Live in moderation, waste not,
Burden comes from excess,

Struggles make you wise, thereby finding joy,
True life is not of the flesh but of the spirit,
Drink deeply of faith and certainty,
Look not at colours, but hearts,

Arts, sciences, crafts, herein our highest worship,
Impelled by the best motives, our will to service,
Pray that the abuser shall become amiable,
Use knowledge always to benefit others,

There is no one faith greater than any other,
there are only those that talk their faith,
and those that live it…

easy
11/14/14

Path Home

Gone

This most heart stopping daze, can’t be real,
Desperately looking for her, this emptiness,
Nothing left but pain, world morpheme loss,

I reach out to hold, finding only destitute air,
How can this be truth, I must have you close,
Where are you love, without you I am so lost,

I sit with tears flowing, empty void in my bed,
I pray this nightmare be over, silence returned,
Screaming out for you, only echoing emptiness,

easy…

The never-ending questions. “Why now,’ “What did I do wrong that caused this,” “How can I ever go on alone,” “My faith is ended, how could I ever again give thanks,” “What could I have done to change this,” The doubts never seem to end. But over time, with acceptance and understanding peace will return. The pain and suffering never really end, yet we will learn to live a new life, even happiness will return with time. Know that many of us suffer just as you are. The painting I called “Pain & Loss” done right after I lost a dear friend.

PainAndLoss

Heart Broken

I reach out my hands desperate to touch love,
Finding only emptiness where you should be,
In a panic I jump up to search where you are,
Ever so slowly my memory begins to clear,

With remembrance returns my tormented soul,
Realization that you are truly gone, lost to me,
Death had scythed his cruel hands into my life,
I now live in a nightmare, tears ever unending,

Over and over I ask myself how can I go on,
So much angriness that you have been seized,
I’ve lost my faith, no room for an uncaring God,
I know I need you back, I need you holding me,

And thusly this has been my life too long a time,
Tell me what to do to put meaning to my sadness,
I beg give me a sign to help me one more instance,
Demonstrate erstwhile that our love still thrives,

A small voice asks me if we may talk for a while,
They offer a cognition creating a depth of thought,
A realization of simple truths concealed by my grief,
Clarity that presents a reason to find purpose, hope,

They remind me that you are not really lost to me,
Unseen you are still right here, still embracing me,
Your love is not gone but grown with wonder, joy,
Each of my days are now with your arms enfolding,

Your greatest want is to see me blissful, glad ere more,
To firmly grasp my life again, to treasure each second,
For the gifts you brought me, I owe you this and more,
The wonders with which you fill me, make me alive,

And they share with me even more truthful a vision,
For this is not an end, for at some little time reunion,
And reunited our love shall light the all of existence,
A newest star lighting the heavens, lasts for all time,

And another reminder, for sadly perhaps, we do not ‘get over’ our grief at losing loved ones. But we do learn to live a new life, with our grief. We can and should be happy, going on forward once more while being honest and true to our caring and loving natures. Not a betrayal but more in honoring those having gone on before us, Can we do any less for the love they share with us?

Namaste and blessings,

easy… 11/25/2014

He’s Really Gone

Because I lack the easy path to travel,
I’m left with only blunt stone that cuts,
Ever near the river to slip and fall into,
A pulling and sucking pain ere every step,
It once was such a wonderful full journey,
Each artful moment filled with love and joy,

We became so much as two bonded into one,
Yet far too soon came a chaotic evil wind,
A din like the able thunder of false gods,
Some have said he might b a trouble perhaps,
But was my trouble and therefore no trouble,
My love for him reached down to my very soul,

Loaded down with sickness terrible,
Yet being that we were not on some list,
Little aid was there for him grasp and find,
And we of faith did prayed with all our strength,
Yet there only silence with no answer heard in time,
And now I sit here now dead inside, all alone, all broken,

So much courage it took him to fight his battles,
But of that he had a mighty Army’s share and more,
Yet even through the worst as he suffered this horror,
It was like he loved me even me more and more,
His loving heart now lost for an eternity unrivalled,
Leaving my soul echoing as if an old steel drum,

Come back to me my beloved companion,
Return to your place here at against my side,
Lay again beside me in the late night shadows,
Scare all the demons into running from my bed,
So little do I ask of you, your return is my is all I need,
You must make my heart to heal, restore my soul to me…

easy…Nov, 12, 2014