If you could only see me from the inside out...running in a field of flowers amid the morning dew...Supping white wine inside my thoughts...if only
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Today, for a long time, I sat staring out the window..
Orange leaves, like passing seasons, waved aimlessly
while the incertitude within me seemed to identify
as winter lingered under painted skies of promise...
Thanksgiving sections me into a glass of many colors..
I see the images of pumpkins and pilgrims
thru the mirror of reflections. I see the smile of my mother,
quiet, inside the frame of what will be her heavenly color...
One may meditate on any aspect of this wonderful holiday,
thankful for things in the past, present and this moment..
In the field of November thoughts, amid pumpkin pie
I am thankful this day for God’s mercy and his amazing grace