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Late in the vine
When I am old and grey
Grapes allowed to remain on the vines
Pages worn but alive
Weather drawn but sweet
Ancient and not too poor in wisdom
Will you sit by me?
We can listen together
Stories of your wandering.
And are you still playing
Beethoven’s later piano sonatas?
After the rain
French bulldog
Note: I was assured by dog’s handler that it’s a calm dog. It’s a French bulldog.
True to yourself
“What does being ‘true to yourself’ really mean? To Aristotle, it means realizing your potential, and so it is never too late to start to become’true to yourself.’ The English word ‘realize’ has two meanings—becoming conscious of, and turning into reality —and Aristotle’s idea involves both.”
-Edith Hall
Aristotle’s Way
How Ancient Wisdom Can Change Your Life
note: One of my moments of the day. I start reading the book, Aristotle Way, How Ancient Wisdom Can Change Your Life by Edith Hall.
A moment
Catching a virus is misery
Coughing myself to exhaustion
My head feels heavy
Then as if an angel visits me
Everything is lifted
A moment of stillness
I feel so light
as if I can rise from the window like a kite
I feel eternal
As if free of all temptations
Time starts again
gravity returns
a tickle in my throat
Altar
Wherever you go
or wherever you stay
your heart, an altar of gratitude.
note: My one moment today is finding this mixed media art work in the school office of our parish church while I was waiting to talk to the school principal.
Meaning of life
“We often struggle with the question of our own life:does it have a purpose? Is there meaning to it? All through our life Christ is calling us. God works through our natural faculties and circumstances of life. If our course of life is to be changed, it must be from within.”-John Henry Newman
A moment of each day
Thud, thud, the thudding sound
of a luggage sliding Inside the car’s trunk,
a car driving fast the curves
that’s how my head spins
when I clean the sink of unfulfilled writing promises
I will try again
a new concept of a New Year
to tell a moment of each day
a gathered thought, an instant click of a camera
not a memorized notion of what a day should be,
maybe a spark of enchantment.
Will it make the day meaningful?
Or trivial?
But questions do not meant to be answered
only understood.
I will begin today.
Note: Like a mantra I walk to the river today. The day is spring-like low 60’s, blue sky, flowers and acacia trees are blooming.
The photos from my mobile phone capture the moment.
Stories to tell
The girl runs alone on the beach
waves arrive from the other side of the world
I have stories to tell
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