This poem didn’t make it from my writing notebook to this space yesterday like it was supposed to. Something else interrupted. It was an important something. So today I’ll post two poems – unless important things interrupt again.
What I noticed today:
a giant moon tucking itself away
clouds leisurely floating through the day
birds making time for play
In a world floundering in fear and dismay
I just needed to notice peace today.
When peace like a river attendeth my way
Oh what joyful delight flowed the day you were born
When sorrows like sea billows roll
And then. That day flooded with deep, deepest despair.
Whatever my lot, You have taught me to say,
And today. Your birthday. With waves of emotion leaving me worn,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
but oh so grateful for all the days we could share.
*”It Is Well With My Soul” lyrics by Horatio Spafford.