It’s so unusual, how random thoughts come visiting our minds. As I lay in bed, last night, my mind drifted to the world of horses. Well, rather, my recent encounters with them. There is a calmness in seeing horses. I love going for walks. Especially in the countryside and in open spaces. Sometimes, we are treated to seeing a couple of horses, if our route happened to meander past a farm or paddock. I am no expert, but I know one can’t approach a horse with an angry or nervous demeanour. They come to the fence, with curiosity. A soulful moment stroking a horse, and whsipering to it. They don’t ask for respect, but it something we do anyway. There is a grace and a power about them. One kick by them would probably shatter a few bones or leave us crippled.
The sun will still rise and set. The dog still needs walking We still need bread and milk The still of the day will be evaded by the busyness
Do you ever wonder what happened on that Saturday? After Good Friday. The One they loved so much Was dead But still, He said something about the third day? That the Son of Man, would rise? (Impossible!)
They never had the luxury of the “in between” day They didn’t know that THAT Sunday was coming! We know how the story ends We know that Son will rise. (Possible!)
Sheep grazing on the green hills, the aroma of coffee, the quiet at the start of the day, sunsets, the warmth of the sun kissing my cheeks, the sound of my snowboard carving through the snow, seeing the formation of birds in flight, gazing out the window of a train, open spaces, looking out at the sea, lost in a good book, the use of descriptive words, time with family and friends, a beer at the pub, driving with my windows down and the music blaring, freewheeling on my bicycle, writing a creative piece…
We’ve gone the distance The mileage we’ve gained Oh what we have seen Oh the feelings of delight and bliss We’ve got the right balance Of work and play Words and silence No push, all pedal Sometimes, free wheeling We take breaks To take in the moment The open spaces A relationship of exploring Where shall we go from here?
I’d gladly lose an hour of sleep to welcome these long glorious days We have moved the clocks forward but may these long days moooove forward slowly The birds have turned up their songs the early morning light creeps under my curtains
When the moon is full, I fall asleep with the curtains open Letting the moonshine fall on my bed This is indeed, a glorious time I’m going to savour every moment.
My blood boils I can’t drive with my eyes closed But this litter everywhere Scattered alongside the road Drives me crazy! Dear God, I am so sorry Mother Earth, people do suck!
You would think after a year of lockdown, People would have grown In appreciation of life and earth But it seems trashy people don’t change
It seems so unfair A virus took so many innocent lives Yet, the ones who litter are still scattered about globally Like the litter they toss about if i were a god, I would not let their rubbish (ways) go unnoticed i would chop some hands off But apparently God, You seem to be a lot more gracious and patient?