Christmas

Today I was asked what the meaning of Christmas was and it made me think. Without question it is  the day we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ but there is more, at least that is what I think. I could care less about things purchased in the rush of the seasons fever, what matters to me is love. The day marks the greatest act of love and if I can give but a fraction of that love to anyone I would be whole...

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a blessed night.
D.V.

Thinking...direction

I think it's official, I think therefore I am, right? What you ask, well "I am lost!" figuratively speaking of course. I am lost on the seas of life in the sail boat of uncertainty, drifting into the abyss of blue that taunts me so. I am without coordinates though I am feverishly groping in a steadfast direction. Will the wind pick up or shall I remain as I am...only time can tell...quite the quandary, if I do say so myself.

D.V.

Mistakes

What a mistake to make...who said that? Well that really doesn't matter because at some point we all say it. The trick it not to let the mistake defeat you but rather to learn and grow from it. You can liken it to a baby learning to walk. With every step comes the chance of falling but they still try and more importantly when they do fall they get back up and try again. It really is that simple. So with every mistake big and small I say, shake it off and take big steps until the walk is over.

Have a great weekend world
D.V.

As I ponder...

I am the least of that which surrounds me, yet my heart beats as though I were a tumbleweed in a furious wind storm, racing to catch up maybe even to get ahead.

In truth I am often content being behind, never wanting for that which brings noise and fury. Yet I still find I crave the fulfillment of its emptiness. It makes me wonder; what is it that makes the dull sparkle and as such, what causes sparks to fade?

I know that some things are simply above my level of cognitive reasoning, but that does not mean I cannot ponder, so I do…I ponder and mull over that and this, and this and that…Ever the empty vessel in search of overflow. I suspect that’s why God made dreams, I can imagine Freud is voicing his disgust with me for having the audacity to say that but such is the beauty of questions. Why else would we dream a little dream if not to make it bigger? It is the ultimate flame, starting in the least assuming way and growing with every breath that we take. Blazing unforgivingly until we quench it or it runs out of fuel. Still, I am merely the speck of insignificance that dwells in the void of significance, so it really doesn’t matter what I think or does it?

Deo Volente

October 2, 2011

I Ponder

As I ponder, as I wonder

do the stars look down and smile

does the wind that flow about me

wish to linger for a while.

I can see them, every sparkle

dew at rest upon the grass

are they tears of Mother nature

for the things that do not last

I hear rumble, clouds that grumble

as the sun puts up a fight

though defeated it is humbled

for the rain drops are contrite

As I ponder, still I wonder

burning candles slowly fade

dreams that tarry in the distance

on a path, yet to be laid.

Deo Volente

October 6, 2011

More than a thought

I was feeling out of sorts the other day and true to my quirks I wrote "dreams". That would have been the end of it had I not seen the story of a 14 year old who took his life. I caught myself wishing I had met Jamey before he gave in to the voices of hate that clawed their way in. Hopelessness is a terrible thing, it can consume thoughts as quickly as the humming birds' wings flutter. It is so important that we weigh our words and supersede our actions with thought and it is even more important for us to teach that to our children....in honor of a life gone too soon, I am re posting "wingless angel" along with the poem "dreams". May we learn and grow daily.

Dreams

I used to dream
As vast as the blue of sky
As bright as the stars on high
I used to dream...

Wishing though I could not see

Hoping it was meant to be
For a greater woman be
Me a stronger self in she

I’d hold my breath
And take it in
The air that burned so deep within
I used to dream

In darkness of the night so still

Beyond my cries
Beyond my ills
I prayed so many times before
Praying till I prayed no more

I used to hold out for the when

And hold out still again and again
I used to dream

But now the night knows not that spark

That flickered in my childish heart
What started with a thought so meek
No longer for sweet dreams I seek

I used to dream
I used to dream…

Deo Volente

September 25, 2011

Wingless Angel

Rise up wingless Angel

forget your worries and your fears
The time has come to close the book
and wipe away those tears

Rise up wingless Angel

it’s the day for us to part
All the memories, precious moments
Safely wrapped up in my heart

Rise up wingless Angel

set your sights for yonder shore
Though you’re hurting, not deserting
Love you still and evermore

Rise up wingless Angel

head toward the greatest blue
You’ve accomplished everything
that you were put on Earth to do

Rise up wingless Angel

start your journey to the light
Take your place among the stars
so we can visit you at night

Rise up wingless Angel

must ascend now, don’t you cry
You’ve written your great story
now it’s time to say goodbye

Rise up wingless Angel

To that place up in the sky
Take those wings…
you’ve surely earned them,
now it’s time, sweet Angel fly.

Deo Volente

November 9, 2007

Fear

I made a trip not long ago
My heart a beating drum
I faced the faces that were there
to do what should be done

Fear poked me, shook me, shouting so…

you foolish woman see!
and shaken though I might have been
God’s glory was to be…

He took me gently by the hand

and said; It’s time to fight!
Then just as fierce as fear had been…
it cowardly took flight.

Deo Volente

September 9, 2011

http://deosview.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-god-be-glory.html

In translation... A walk to remember

A walk to remember...

Tis you sweet wind that takes me there

I feel your touch and know you care
You reached into this soul of start
and built it up with all your heart

Sweet voice of wind that loves the stars

your eyes would show me who you are
You angel of this earthly time
where I am yours and you are mine

With breath of air I took you in

and by God’s hand we could begin…
Our walk too short to comprehend
and yet our walk shall never end

For even now that we’re apart

in still of wind you touch my heart
You paved the way so I could see
just how to set my spirit free
To dance among the stars that shine
oh wind, sweet wind, forever mine.

Deo Volente

August 22, 2011