PHOTO PROMPT Copyright- The Reclining Gentleman
I should be going, sitting here for so long doesn’t make any sense. He won’t come, all these years I’m waiting for him.
Maybe today is the day! I need to get ready, where is my lipstick? My lips are drying as well my life. My hands are shaking, it’s cold, the storm is coming. I’m sure this is the right lake, the letter was clear, “wait for me by the gray lake”. I’m waiting!
One more day and I’ll go back without him, read the letter again and again, making sure this is the right lake.
I saw this little quote today, an outdoor in front of a church on my way to work. I like to prepare my Nurturing Thursday post on Wednesday nights so I can post it early in the morning before leaving home. I didn’t have time yesterday. I was driving and thinking what should I post today, and this outdoor show up on my way. Seems a magical sign, and I need it.
Have a great day!
Green is taking over an University building for Cee’s challenge!
promises and gifts
blazed passion in summer nights
vanishing in fall
“One early morning in the garden I picked a flower
the Gardener suddenly appeared and I panicked.
“Why worry about a flower, when I have
given you the entire Garden!”
Rumi’s Little Book of Life
Rumi’s poem for Becca’s Nurturing Thursday.
Last night I opened my little book and this beautiful poem was there. I had spent the afternoon in the doctor’s office with pain in the right side of my face. First I thought it was ear infection, but later the doctor said it is inflammation not in my ear but in my jawbone, I’ve never heard of this before! The rest of the day and evening I was worried thinking “how, why, will I get better….?” many questions.
This little poem was the answer for my questions. Not exactly the answers, but I sign that I should not worry much.
(copyright Douglas MacIlroy)
Blue glass bottles, shells and a big box, too much time to collect all these stuff. I need to hurry now, almost time, should be going!
Everything in the box, now I’ll add sand to make it heavy, heavy enough to go down and reach the bottom. It’s past 6, the party will start soon; they have party everyday!
I’m sure they will love the gifts and let me get close to them. They will see I’m very smart, and maybe ask me to live down there with them. I can’t wait!
Mommy said mermaids love blue glass and shells.