Ruby the Old said to Ruby the Young
“Don’t give up yet, our song isn’t sung.
There’s more to the story;
beyond this heartbreak, and fear.
Know purpose and love;
will bring light to this tear.
The struggles of life,
will make us quite wise.
Earn badges of courage.
Diamonds, of eyes.”...
When we meet again,
The heavens will sing.
Light like the dawn,
Flying high, angel wings.
Laughing of times,
Barely significant, on Earth.
Discovering far more,
How God knows, our true worth.
Yes together we’ll be,
Free of pain, only light.
One with Alpha, and Omega,
And all time, in our sight....
All in a golden afternoon,
under the skies of cloudless blue.
Purple flowers pop up across the fields,
where waves of green hold true.
Songs of old ways, red cardinals sing,
At once the blazed, orange sun.
Imagined bleak darkness, black as night,
Leeched grey, as if moon, hath won.
But silver strands, will once again reflect,
The dawn of yellow sunlight.
Where all of the colors, round the...
It easier to tell,
someone the truth,
when you can’t see,
their face.
For if we see,
the reaction,
our words are clipped short,
with lies by omission.
Telling the whole truth,
is not light work.
It’s our own emotion,
that processes.
Yet we can confess,
when the room is devoid.
Appearing alone with our
thoughts, yet knowing
One’s presence....
