There are days that I just can not pretend to be ok for one more second. The pain. The fog. The fear. The unknown. It gets the best of me, despite how hard I try to ignore it. It is in these moments that I fall apart.
I cry a personal brook, weeping myself into moments of inconsolable sadness. As I try to pull myself out of the despair, I think about all the people who have it worse, who are in their own part of the world crying their own personal stream………babbling to themselves that no one understands.
I visualize the tears of those who cry out for help………turning into streams………the streams all meeting up forming an ocean of tears…..
These tears are not seen by many, only those who live within the ocean, on an island of illness………..it is only when the winds pick up and the ocean gains strength enough to cry out do we really see the others who live here too.
But here in the ocean of tears, you find an abundance of life, completely different than what you would find on land – but beautiful just the same.
i stand outside as the storm begins to rage
the thunder rolls in sending animals scattering,
yet i don’t move,
shaking the earth under my feet,
my body quakes with fear as the world around me appears to shatter into pieces,
strikes hits too close leaving me cowering in a heap,
can i within stand the storm,
can i endure the constant barrage of raging winds and ravishing rains that beat at my body……..
no place to run,
no place to hide,
not only from the storm but from myself.
i am soaked to the bone,
cold to the touch,
immense fear engulfs my mind
is shelter worth searching for,
my soul cries out for comfort,
yet, do i need saving?
without shadows from the past
a future could not become so radiant
without true darkness
stars could not shine so magically
release all my thoughts
may my hand express the heart
let my words send love
~ I am the author, under the pen name Charlie Lee Austin, of Frugal Seeds 501 Ways to Make, Save or Stretch a Dollar.
without my past
the future could not look so bright
the light would not be so celebrated
~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save or Stretch a Dollar.
My graveyard of regrets overflows with markers
The place I would go to bury my unfulfilled hope and dreams
They lie entombed, not as a result of lack of effort or desire
But due to circumstances beyond my control
I don’t like to visit this dreadful space – yet it remains outside my front door
So I have made a plan to transform this place
Planting colorful flowers on each grave
With a prayer that each unfulfilled wish
Will create a place much more beautiful than before.
~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar
true love is not easy, in fact it is down right hard.
loving someone when everything is going well is easy, so easy it makes me laugh.
real love is when you stick around for the hard stuff.
the real hard stuff isn’t financial troubles or family squabbles…..
if you are physically well, you can work two jobs, it might be hard but, if you are healthy it is doable.
family issues can be worked out if you have the health to endure them or capable to physically pick yourself up and move.
but illness………it shakes you to the core. lives are transformed in an instant, roles change, individuals get lost in the symptoms leaving the caretaker to fed for themselves in a sea of uncertainty.
only with true love do you have the freedom to heal.
Today, may you experience a sense of healing, no matter how small.
~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar.
…….choose the music that will heal your soul.
~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Save, Make or Stretch a Dollar
~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save or Stretch a Dollar
Sending a sincere and loving THANK YOU to all of you out there who make this world a better place. I read your achievements daily……helping others through your encouraging words, beautiful and creative writings, beneficial information and prayers.
YOU are what makes this world so special and I am honored to be a very small part of it.
May God bless each of you with a peaceful Christmas season and a joyous New Year.