My post today is divided into 2 parts. The first one is simply called Life Before and the other one is Life Now. The Before portion contains some parts from a beautiful poem,
“The River”. It was written by fellow blogger and friend, Colin Chappell.
I was reading his poem last night and my heart was stirred. Certain portions of the poem especially stirred my heart. They made me think of parts of my life from these past couple years. I asked Colin if I could use excerpts from one of his poems on my blog, and he graciously said yes. You can read “The River” in its entirety, and other moving poems, in his newly released book, “Just Thinking”.
Cascading down the mountain,
Hitting rocks and broken trees.
It must have thought so many times,
“Can I survive all this?”
“This is harder than I imagined.
I never believed this to be so.
My life is tearing me apart
Which way must my waters flow?”
“I am divided in my thoughts.
Confused by the turmoil found.
Is this what life is all about?
Where does peace abound?”
Then suddenly all was quiet.
Its waters slowed right down.
The river was once more, a river.
Of the turmoil there was no sound.
By Colin Chappell Copyright 2017
Just Breathe…Swinging on my porch swing on a lovely summer’s day… Just Breathe…. Reading a relaxing book as I swing. Putting the book down and gazing at the bright blue sky and letting the fresh air pour into my soul. Sitting still and enjoying the time of being able to just breathe!
Breathing in joy…. joy and peace! Ahh! Peace, that word that had enjoyed playing an elusive game of hide and seek with me for so long. Peace…. not because things are perfect… but because things are better than before. Peace…. because it is easier now to simply breathe!
Swinging on my porch swing with my lovely daughter, reliving memories of when she was little and used to sit with me on the swing. If the old swing could talk what would it say?
Would it tell of when my dear children were little and would sing along with me? If you listen hard enough maybe the breeze will blow in their sweet voices from the past. What about telling the story of catching fireflies in the dark . Of looking at the stars as Daddy would point out the Big Dipper. Would it tell about us just breathing in the silence at times, as we sat there, feeling the love that surrounded us.
Just Breathe…..life isn’t perfect…. but there are moments that are perfect….Just Breathe…savor the feeling of peace…… soak in the moments, for right now, the river is still.