Tasting Words

I have asked you to
taste my culinary skills,
a delicate pastry of verbiage
on a white plate.

Please do not
gulp my prose like a Big Mac!

This is a recipe of love
ingredients especially selected.

Here a pinch of verbs
there a bunch of organic nouns and

superior

adverbs.

Please take time to

Taste

and

Ponder.

Poetry is like fine wine
S w i s h
the words in your mouth.

Let the rich ness
p e n e t r a t e.

It is not a generic brand of two-bit soda
to gulp down
squeeze the can
and discard

This is my soul

the inner essence
of A L L that I am.

Could you not
chew
for a while
or
repeat a phrase
or
question my musings?

How can I ever let you go
deeper

into who I am?

When you do not even
penetrate the surface
I feel like an onion
encased in dry parchment.

You do not smell my essence.

You do not know how to
Peel back my layers,
without causing me to

squirt and splatter .

Strange
I am an onion
that produces tears
only within myself.

Maybe some cannot partake
they do not understand the concept of

“second helping”.

Their taste buds never developed,
I only give
heartburn and
Indigestion

but
I keep
hoping
offering

A little sip?

A little bite?

A morsel of my soul?

***

Written and copyright protected by Dawn 2009

A Friend gave me a short article that was a great encouragement. I want to share some of it with you. It is based on Hebrews 6:19 on the topic of HOPE. it states that" hope serves as an anchor of the soul, both sure and steadfast, and which entered into that within the veil. " Paul was a great teacher and leader in ancient times and went through a terrible hurricane at sea. He was in a ship that was sailing to regions along the coast of Asia. However the ships sails were not favored and the ship had difficulty arriving off Cnidus. Paul tried to warn them and said. "Men I perceive that the voyage will certainly be attended with damage and great loss, not only of the cargo and the ship, but also of our lives." But they ignored the warning. They wanted to try and reach Phoenix, a harbor of Crete facing northeast and Southeast, and spend the winter there. So when the wind picked up they took off thinking as long as they stayed close to the shore they would be safe. But then a violent wind, Called Euraquilo caught them. All the crew thought they were going to die, in fact it states in Acts 27:20 it states "All hope that we should be saved was then taken away". Just imagine for a moment. You are in that ship, it is dark, objects are flying over your head with each gigantic wave. You are drenched, cold and terrified. Then you hear the wood start to splinter and break. Suddenly you look overhead and you see the mask itself snap in two. You fellow sailors are reacting in bizarre ways. Some are sobbing on the deck while others grab onto any solid objects. Others are frantically throwing cargo overboard. Paul in utter inner stillness prays to God and their ship is lost but their lives are saved.

I guess that's how I feel about not only fighting cancer, but also the storms both physically and financialy in the USA and globally. We all need to find a place of utter stillness, until we see and feel and believe that our hope comes from another dimension. The God the Father, God The son and God the Holy Spirit will speak comfort to you. The Jewish community would say the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob. The One God. The Quakers seem to have learned the most about praying. They do not sob, scream or cry out. They sit in utter stillness until their hearts, beating in terror and fear return to that place of stillness steady rhymn and hope. And so it is at our house. I close the curtains and shut the doors and take the phone off the hook. Then in that quiet place not only does HOPE overshadow cancer, it simply goes away. Hope became my focus, not empty cupboards, or unpaid bills or endless doctor appointments or people rushing to and fro.. HOPE becomes my life , my song, my all in all.

I pray for you to today, STOP, SLOW DOWN, Look for your place of rest and quiet, be still and know your God! He will come, and then and only then will your peace and joy be restored.
Trust me I know. Have a joyful day
Dawn :)

Snowflake

I'm back from my retreat and just wanted to share a picture of my new kitty, Snowflake, along with her sibling and cousin. Because I live on a busy street in town, Snowflake has taken up residence (quite happily) on my sister's farm in the country where she has free reign of all outdoors and part-time in an artist studio with Gracie Mae, my sister's kitty and her own sibling Wynter Wonder. Snowflake is on the painting table, Graciemae is sound asleep and Wynter Miss is peeking over her shoulder seeing what is going on behind her back.