num_pages: 144
description: BEGINNINGSHow mystery-simpleto produce(if not to tend)a Man. ThenOne momentfor variegated dreamsto start what they That momentnot first breath or crybut touch (or lack)of love-warm visionto beginning span. THE BUTTERFLYAs you turnedFrom the place of blessingYou were as a chrysalisUnwrapped;Momentarily staticBut radiantly Your wings still folded,Colors yet to be revealed -PoisedTowardComing momentumBut stunnedBy freshness of view. I grew up in the middle of New York, NY beginning at the very end of World War an artificial city life sprinkled with summers elsewhere. I met Jim Morrisson (my husband of 63 years) when he was a law student and we sang in the same choir. (Back then, we loved the music but we didn't know God yet.) We venture forth every day into the hours that are given, to taste the Life all around us and see God's Fingerprints everywhere. Such is the basis of this poetry that we share here. Hope is a blessing available to all of us on this side of the sod. May some of these poems bless you too.
language: English
title: Reflections on Life: Poetry to Share with Whosoever
titlecomplete: Reflections on Life: Poetry to Share with Whosoever
publisher: iUniverse