My life no longer balances
Clutter on my calendar
Stifles what I care about
Time to sort the mess
Addition equals frittering
Subtraction brings tranquility
Peace and beauty come with space
I can do the math
Give me the moon in a darkened sky
Sunbeam silhouettes on my wall
Raindrops’ gleam on windowpane
Leaves attune to season’s change
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Oh my, this is really an amazing poem, darling. I am moved by this, the flow of emotion is overwhelming. Thank you for letting me take a peek at your heart’s stasis. Good job!
Hey, I am Ragazza, please don’t hesitate to visit my blog page, I would love to connect with you. Cheers.
Ragazza, thanks for your heart-warming comment. By the way, how did you find my blog? I would love to connect with your blog. I’m clicking “follow”.
I was browsing through different categories, madam, about faith and hope, and as fate would have it, I found this gem. 🙂
Thanks for getting back to me. I went back to look at my Tags, etc, and none of them said specifically faith or hope. I love that you intuited what I was writing about. ❤
Really? I don’t know, but when I searched for posts about faith, yours are one of the blogs there.
Ragazza, I’m not surprised that a blog search would show that I write about faith. I’m glad to know that. My name is Ina.
Moments?
Absolutely “moments”! Thanks, Bill.
Always good to redo the maths – promises new lessons, I reckon.
Peace,
Eric
Thanks, Eric. I’m always surprised at how many new things there are to learn. 🙂
❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ much love found in these words ❤ excellent.
I appreciate your all your ❤ felt words. Thanks.
Gorgeous!!
Thanks for your comment. 🙂
Most welcome
This describes very well the kind of life I am now enjoying. I just need to look outward as often as you do. I am trying!
Thanks for your comment and welcome to the slow lane of life.
This is the kind of math that even I can comprehend. Beautiful, thank you
Thank you, Rose. Thanks especially for commenting on this poem today of all days. I sat down at my computer to begin to describe how my life has been transformed in the past year. I didn’t remember that the beautiful words were mine. You give me confidence that I can now write about my life lived in a most unpoetic circumstance. ❤