Sharing

Today is second week of Lent

I imagine the Blessed Mother looking 

At Jesus during his passion 

I feel a deep sadness 

I imagine all the other mothers 

And fathers who have lost a loved one

We share the loss

We share tears and pain

We are one

We are one with One

Because of love.

 

“Love bears all things,

… endures all things.”

Scissoring

Breaking down confinement, letting in fresh air

Scissoring pieces of manuscripts, selecting the words,

The correct capture, the clear release

How can we know treasure if surrounded by excess

Trim and, trim intelligently, creating more space

To flourish, more fulfilled and free

Will dreaming make us happier?

 

We look for the hidden charms

I can only see you from a great distance 

Blurred and incomplete.

 

I continue to work

I continue to dream

Though we may live in parallel universe

The distance gets smaller.

A chance

Silence or disinterest

But when you pick up rutabaga

They will start talking with you 

A simple algorithm

Not common or sounds exotic

Words can break walls

Collaboration in times of war is dangerous

At other times can bring us peace

 

If given a day

A drop in one’s lifetime

A person can make another happy.