Til' Kingdom Come...

At times there is much to say, and not much time.
Sometimes though, there is much time and not much to say.

Today there is much to feel, little to say, and a whole lot of time to do it in.

Joy was given.

Last night I heard my story retold. I heard THE story retold. She was sad and I remembered. I remembered the tears and the mornings after the crying that could not be seen through my swollen eyelids.

What can I say but that there is power, a river, a current, a pulse. There is a pulse in this life and it is good - REALLY, REALLY GOOD.

I saw new baby ivy leaves on my ivy plant today and when I looked closer I could see tiny, tiny little buds. Some were beginning to take shape, others were nothing but little blips. It is a deep truth that pulses there...inside each tiny little knot on the vine...there is a blueprint, a truth, a story that is really, really good.

K- It is really, really good. For you and all who were there and all who will come here -

May the rooms of your house be full of glory.

posted by Headless-in-GR @ 2/21/2004 04:47:00 PM