Jun 09, 2022 13 Comments
I tiptoe gently into the forgotten yesterdays of my life, and find you enveloped in mystery like a city lost in the fog of uncertainty waiting for the sunlight to scatter the shadows. I knew you once as only a child knows wondering, waiting for morning to be born, and then much later I arrived at your doorstep, and you invited me into the symphony of sharing the agony and the ecstasy of life’s journey so trying and so exhilarating, for between each sunrise and sunset lies the day that the Lord has made, and we are called to rejoice and be glad in it. In the spirituality of waiting I grew up and saw another you, touched by life’s wounds healed by God’s love, and now know without a doubt that we are kindred spirits You and I. For Bob, my friend and my uncle
Peter BissonPosted at 07:05h, 09 June
Thank you Viola!
Karen ArthursPosted at 09:26h, 09 June
Viola, a beautiful expression in recognizing lives who have touched us along the way, which often is not realized until our slowing wisdom years. Kindred spirits are special indeed.
margaret smallPosted at 10:50h, 09 June
Thank you, Viola, for sharing this poem. It has so many interpretations, and I treasure that. We all wonder and wait as we move through each day. Margaret
Maria SkarzynskiPosted at 11:21h, 09 June
Beautiful Viola! Thank you for this pearl.
Sylvia LeePosted at 12:08h, 09 June
Thank you, Viola for sharing your Christian life journey in a poem. Beautiful !
May God bless you and your family on the journey.
Ana Maria Rodriguez SanabriaPosted at 16:19h, 09 June
Viola this poem brought me to tenderness and peace.
Caroline MaloneyPosted at 22:16h, 10 June
Truly Beautiful…with such rich depth and breadth over life’s agonies and ecstasies! Thank you, Viola!
Lillian M PhelanPosted at 22:20h, 10 June
Viola, your poem brings to mind many of my friends and family who have passed on. It made me think of my own life span and the times spent with my children and grandchildren when they come to visit. Our many connections and memories are precious and you have made that so clear. Thank you.
Linda R RegoPosted at 12:38h, 11 June
Beautifully written Viola. Uncle Bob is a special man.
Maria LoboPosted at 15:04h, 11 June
Another exquisite gem, Viola….sparkling with the richness of experience….the joyful, sorrowful, glorious and luminous mysteries of life!
RitaPosted at 18:47h, 11 June
Viola, this poem brought loving and tender memories of my Mother whose birthday is today. It is true that we appreciate our family and friends more when they have passed on than when they are with us. So let us show our love and appreciation when they are around rather than keep the flowers for their graves.
Thank you for this reminder.
Lynda UptonPosted at 21:40h, 13 June
Viola – I am friend of Robin’s, a member of Parish of the Holy Spirit in Kennewick, WA.
Your poetry so touches my heart, warming my spirit. Expressing ideas and images of just what I wish to say, but cannot find the beautiful words that you use. May God bless you for sharing your talent with others in such an amazing way. From my heart, thank you! Lynda Upton
mario coutinhoPosted at 16:52h, 23 June
Poetry brings out sentiments that mere prose cannot compete with. You are blessed with the talent of expressing yourself in verse. Compared to your writing, what I say is prosaic. Please continue delighting us with the outpouring of your talent.