we do our best
we try to aim
to reach the skies
to play the game
to live a life
of love and stars
of peace and joy
and no more wars
but we are tied
to earth and soil
we breathe the air
of nature’s toil
it may not be
we might not reach
the dreams we dreamed
the tales we teach
our flesh weighs down
it cannot be
that we are freed
into liberty
so take a moment
and say a prayer
blow it softly
into the air
all will pass
and this we know
struggles will end –
a final bow.
Hearts are made for breaking
Hearts are made for pain
Hearts are made for healing
And hearts are made for gain
Hearts are made for loving
Hearts are made to share
Hearts are made for living
And hearts are made to care
My heart was made for breathing
Right through all my pain
And my heart still is beating
Rainbows through my rain
Laughter through sadness
Rainbows through rain
Life through birthing
Smiling through pain
Visiting the majestic Yosemite National Park I took a series of snapshots one after the other. In only one of them taken within milliseconds of each other, was a glimpse of a rainbow. The shots taken immediately before and after had no rainbow at all. #littlemiracle
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A rainbow promise
Stretching across gloomy skies –
Fleeting miracle
Well, I have two more sleeps before I head off on an overnight connecting flight to Johannesburg. Leaving my kids and husband behind for family responsibility decided on by others. Missing the event of the year, the School May Fair, which is a great day of fun, and something I’ve been looking forward to since the inaugural Fair from last year. But no, I rather need to take my life in my hands, and brave the Jhb roads, to satisfy other people’s expectations of what I should be doing with my life. And how I should be spending my non-existent cash, and time. Because I have unlimited leave and money grows on trees.
To cheer me up, I did my part and contributed a few Lolly Jars (candy jars) for the Lolly Jar ‘Lucky Dip’ stand. BFF is under strict instructions to buy a couple for myself, because Lolly Jars make me happy. Sometimes it’s the simple things in life.
Looking at the jars I’ve made up, I suddenly feel sorry for the poor soul who ends up with the yellow jar. Who wants a jar with only yellow lollies? (Candy, sweets in South Africa, lollies in Australia, you get the idea). Oops. Sorry, my bad.
And here’s a reminder from last year. (I am really upset at missing the fair. If I think about it too much I am going to get angry. And angry on me is not flattering).
Drought is needed
To welcome rain
Sometimes storms rage
Revealing rainbow skies
Stretching across creation
Hope flickers bright
From horizon to
Horizon, bright rainbow arched –
Coloring the sky
School fairs and days of fun
Laughter, children, candy, rides
Colors bright and splash of sun
Rainbow arch invites all inside
In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “ROY G. BIV.”
On Saturday our local school held a fair. It was a great day. Finally I found a suitable photo for this post. A balloon rainbow 🙂
I went to a fair
And saw you there
With your wife
And perfect life
My heart felt sore
I knew the pain
I wish you well
Til we meet again
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Roy G. Biv.”
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