Intention blossoms
as in a fog ~
I plan and resolve,
I set goals and plant ideas.
Something is missing….
Looking around,
digging in drawers
and behind cupboard doors
to find the magic something
for intention to be good and true,
Enjoying the search,
the organizing
the imagining
the missing something
is at my fingertips.
“Dance…enjoy each step along the way.”
~ Wayne Dyer
(1940~ 2015)
Given a day to muddle in,
white cupboards faced me
closed against the world.
How much history,
secrets and plans hid
behind the white doors?
the slender glass flute
used only on New Years Eve
filled with bubbly ginger beer;
the ancient baby plate
with a large crack that
belonged to my infant father;
the gift of a clear glass vase
waiting patiently for Christmas
ornaments of last year
Surrounded by spices and butter,
cutlery, coffee mugs, plates and bowls ~
remnants of family history that
disappear in the turn of time.
“You can’t turn back the clock. But you can wind it up again.”
~ Bonnie Prudden, (1914 - 2011)
Physical Fitness pioneer and rock climber
Where is it?
This day that has flown by,
Christmas celebrations now past
til next year?
Memories stored until
they all meld together in
the season of ‘always’?
It becomes a candle
to shine in shadowed memory.
“ ‘Always’ is a good word to believe in.”
Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin
