~ In a world that moves so quickly, I endeavor to offer a place to experience a brief respite, in your daily round. I welcome your comments, and appreciate your visit. ~ Mile buiochas!
~ Siochain De'agus Slainte'!
~ No sun outlasts the sunset But will rise again And bring the Dawn. ~ Maya Angelou
The day is lovely, I climb the hill ...
A grave marker gleaming in the afternoon sun Your name, oh so familiar and true I reach for the top of the stone, to steady myself, and you are there I trace the letters with my heart and hand Realising, you live on in each heart that loves you - And the red bird sings.
Your life; so much more than mere words chiseled in stone...
The view, one so reminiscent of you
Age-olde trees, settled in a peaceful ravine
Teaming with the glories of Nature; each one, you held so dear Yours is a special room in a safe corner of my Heart Never to forget you -
And the red bird sings.
As I ascend the hill, it seems a difficult climb...
I remember how often you walked
When little oxygen was given you
Your body incredibly stressed
Yet, you were determined to give each step your absolute best
I will give you no less -
And the red bird sings.
Your husband, now buried next to you...
Following you, nine months later To the Great Unknown; I guess it is the way it was meant to be Perhaps those were his wishes, as to be with you You never liked being away from each other - And the red bird sings.
I bring nothing in my hands...
Yet, my Heart is full So many thoughts and emotions Now, seeping through porous grief A grief that we often bore, together We were always a part of each other's healing - And the red bird sings.
I turn to make my descent ...
I see you clearly in the afternoon sun You are happy; I sense the joy in your smile Your hand steady upon my shoulder As you point me to my family; Our family- And the red bird sings. ~ For your love and prayers, always... Thank You! The red bird sings. Alicia O'Hara c. 31 May, 2014
would i see the Hunter's Moon; in awe of its beauty and mystery
would the Stars hold a Mystery; my eyes fixed to the Sky
would the Sun burn with the Fire of Ten -Thousand Suns
would my face be washed Clean with Tears, because of this Beauty
would i Smile from a place, deep Inside- Knowing, i have Touched the Sacred Mystery, "if".
"if" i looked through your eyes
would i walk the Path; Moonlight Guiding each footfall
would the Stars be the truest of Diamonds
would the Sun impart Healing, with EternalLight
would i Touch my Tears and not be ashamed
would i Smile from a place, that runs Deeper than Rivers-
would i Know, i have Shared the Sacred Mystery, "if"...
"if"i continued to look through your eyes would i Sway with tall prairie Grasses, that Dance in theWind would i continue to Stand Tall; akin to the mighty Oak would i be equally Graceful, as the Weeping Willow would my Voice resonate with the Gentleness of the Cottonwood would i Smile in the Sunlight, shimmering through Myriad of Treetops- would i Know, i am a Part of the Sacred Mystery,"if"...
"if" while looking through your eyes would i realise, all Life is Precious would i be True to the Wisdom of my Ancestors would i Trace their Footprints, imprinted on the Land would i see the Signature of God, everywhere would i endure Struggle to know Freedom- would i Know that Creation is Borne of Sacred Mystery,"if"...
"if" after Journeying with you would i Know that i must Look through myeyes would i be Faithful and Cherish myVision would i Accept my Woundedness; Knowing, this is the Way of Redemption would i be Willing to Sacrifice Pleasure for Freedom; from self would i Know that Life is a Gift; and Not a given- would i then, Know; Sacred Mystery is Absolute- Never Guided, by a "would", an "if"- or an "i".