The Great Lady Blue Heron

Her sinuous neck silhouettes

against the evening sky

as she progresses with determination

towards the waters of self reflection

Her reflection silent and unmoving,

stares calmly back at her.

What does she see? – past conflicts and ruffled feathers

but bids a peaceful, and proud independence

She evaluates her state

with a contemplative mind

determines her self and spiritual worth

eliminating all distractions of earthly life

The great blue heron has flown into the sun

her choice of flight inscribed on her heart

she wings her way to her realm of election

and there finds peace within her love

KJS2018

Ravelled Rainbows

 

Leading up to July 5th, and here on after…
I love you mom…….

I do not just remember on this day, but every day.

When you come into this world, birthed by your mothers hard labour of love,
there is instant trust, and with each day that passes this trust of love grows to the strength of your whole being. As you grow and the world changes around you, one thing remains constant, strong and true, your mother’s love.
The love I speak of is now contained within my very being, stored up throughout the years for such a time as this
Never in all my years did I once give it a passing thought, a hint of worry, that I would not have my mother, she was always there, no matter what, when , how or when…she was always there!

Through eight years of caregiving for this generous precious soul I call mother, I can honestly say I stayed focused on her, not the what ifs…. and I have such wonderful memories, stored up from each moment spent with her.
There is too much to write, and the words continue to fail me as I dare describe what she means to me, and how I miss her touch however, I was blessed to have a peek into the very depths of her heart and soul before, between, and on the other side of that horrific disease dementia that she carried as her burden, her last struggle in this life. I can honestly say, “God bless you mom! I love you! You are alive in my heart and alongside of me through the rest of my journey here on this earth, Thank you”!

 

I feel the touch
of her warm weathered hand
her soft gentle voice
as it carries my soul,
over the years
to once upon her knee
where safe in her arms
I could weather my storms

In mind once traced
the lines of her face
etched in my heart
a canvas of love,
remembering whens
making changes along the way
revealing dreams
of her hearts hidden schemes

Ravelled edges
of hidden rainbows
remnants of joy
created through,
sunshine and tears,
In search of one memory
to take comfort in life
oh just one little memory!

Hushed melodies
once songs of faith
trickle through the
hidden corridors of loss,
beating against her armour
riveting waves that
fashion and fabricate
her very inner soul

The cool dew
caresses her toes
as she runs through
the meadows
with her loved ones
earthly battle vanishes
through her realm
of continual joy

Lovingly,
Kathy

KJS2018

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Hope (There is Love)

From a distance
down the hall
a sense of joy?
her heart feeling
familiarity
a glow
getting warmer…

Rays of happiness
feed the daisies
garden of hope
flourishes
with a visit
from a friend
her daughter
KJS©

Dedicated to my sister and her visit with mom today.
Raising awareness #pray for a #cure #dementia

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Birthday Blessings (No Greater Gift)

Shout out ~ shout out

the sounding JOY

in a manger

a baby boy

~

Hark I hear

the angels wings

PEACE on earth

is what they sing

~

I hear the bells

they tell a story

our precious Saviour

comes in GLORY

~

No greater gift

beneath the tree

sacrifice

of CALVARY

~

Birthday blessings

to our king

for His GRACE

our praises ring!

~

KJS©

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Countdown Continues!

The morning sun was just peeking over the roof tops ~ my hubby had just filled the feeders, and this little guy was so proud of his “sunflower seed” Thought I would use him for my December 16th countdown! Have a GREAT Monday everyone! It’s a chilly -21 here in Burlington Ontario Canada! EH 🙂

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Our King is Born (Come Let Us Sing)

 

 

 

A story once was told

of hushed shadows in the night,

while the little baby Jesus

lay wrapped in swaddling tight.

~

Everlasting light that shone

while stars in quietness gleamed,

Bethlehem was blessed with birth

for silenced was the dreamed.

~

Breath of wings could not be heard

as angels hovered near the earth,

bent low to sing of our new king

to impart to men of His great worth.

~

   Shepherds keeping watch of flocks

had seen the telling star,

wise men travelled with their gifts

they had come from near and far.

~

Gathered in a little stable

in a manger lay our king,

a lowly birth upon this earth

Christ is born come let us sing!

~

Come joyful all adore Him

praise our king forevermore,

Let our souls unite with praise

our hearts and hands to Him we raise.

KJS©

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Morning Stars

Where were you, when the morning stars together sang?

Shouting with JOY!

 

He has given understanding to my heart ~ bless the Lord!

Unworthy of his mercy ~ He loves me!

 

Common flesh and bone ~ stumbling, mistakes,

Oh the hill of Golgotha ~ such love He gave his only son!

 

In his thoughts and on his mind ~ the nails driven in,

What glorious mystery is this?

 

Redemption, salvation ~ bless the Lord!

Sinner saved by grace!

 

His word, life ~ attributes of Christ,

Expressed now by daughters and sons of God!

KathyJSnow©

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