Flashes!
Satiating fresh air breathe,
quick flash, one instant’s passed
Life term predicts one day too
soon will come an eternal last
In final flare of life, time’s
snapshots delight dance
Flashed lightning displays tried
reach at lucky chance
What story painted on a panoramic
palette might I see?
Awesome faces! Wondrous places!
What could they be?
Or Jesus-man in golden glow halo
paired Holy Ghost
Pristine place, Pacific blue,
beloved beach Oregon Coast
Acquaintances encountered, touch
and some I knew
Of such myriad tribe I may have
even loved a few
Before He in white prescribes my
fate with judgment placed
Myself decides how well I handled
various challenges faced
Will then I laugh at the
unimportant wraithlike evil feared travails?
Or, dare softly smile satiated
with pure value-truth as worry pales?
Soothsayer enjoyed wild rainbow
of a sixties rockin’ generation
Shouted! “I got it! Lord!” And,
freely lived the rollin’ celebration
Sojourned some near, then far and
golfed and hunted; things a man might do
Loved Nature’s earth, the sun,
the snow, ice storms and cooling morning dew
And, worthy persons I did love
and a limited who held me dear
Pictured best are a precious few
within my heart embraced near
Breezes cool and showers soft and
rainbows chased and butterflies
Noble horses, loyal dogs,
independent cats, beasts who speak no lies
Not one solitary regret within
that cherished album shall I ever find
Faith!
Family! Freedom!
Focused-virtues in these my times defined
In that single instant between
the then and now and “Somewhere?” soon
Like living free above it all
just south of high sun’s piercing bright noon
His Son within the Father’s glow
of Grace in Holy Spirit Trinity
A soul to Him, then man developed
for true Spirit through eternity
No greater love for man than
offer this My Honored Spiritual Being
Pleased last review of lightning
flashes truly worthwhile seeing. Amen!
Plus:
Day 339
Becky’s candy
bill at Hoefft’s
We
dropped the kids off in Maeystown about 7:30 each morning on our way to work;
Candy teaching at Columbia school---and…Well! Whatever I did (or, didn’t do).
Hmm!
In
the evening, they got off the school bus at Hoefft’s tavern to wait for our
arrival, usually about ten minutes behind them. Little Becky would go into the
tavern and buy candy; she had no money but talked proprietor Rick into running
a tab for her which Candy (Mom) would then pay.
Let
the games begin. Always an adventure---awaiting an event…always!
Ah! Cookie Jar Sweet “Dentist-visit?” Memories!
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