cronechronicler

Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte

Holiday Message 2020

A strange year just passed shaped by COVID19
Not in sync with my usual Christmas card message
Wearing masks for distancing safe but not jolly
Constant hand washing causes skin to dry out

A tragic time for U.S. and the world
Overwhelming death counts and grieving survivors
Occupy daily news headlines and stories
Businesses closed devastate the economy

Virtual school classes and all sorts of Zooming
Afford us necessary human connections
Neighbors helping neighbors and kindness of strangers
Testify that love still sheds a warm light

Holiday time is simply amazing
The arts are creating novel celebrations
Human spirit surges to reaffirm season
God’s gift of new life evergreen

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Less Is More

This is a strange Christmas. I feel stretched by the Corona virus and diminished by the task of preparing for the Holidays. I am not up to doing all my usual decorating, though it is modest in size. I need a new proportion.

First I got out my front door decoration, a small Christmas tree in needle point with sequins and beads. It was a gift to me when I was doing an internship with a hospital Chaplain which included working with Hospice. The secretary in the unit whose name was Bob (I no longer remember his last name) gave it to me as a Christmas gift. It’s been around for thirty years. I hung it on the front door of my apartment like I do every Christmas.

Next I got out a miniature sized Santa Claus and his companion, a reindeer with a red bow around his neck. The little figures were given to me by a young woman named Ann I once counseled.  I leaned them against a potted plant on my dining room table – like I do every Christmas.

And there I had a tree, Santa Claus, and one reindeer. Everything I need for a strange, and oddly wonderful, simple Holiday.

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Moving On

Tomorrow they empty the pool
Drain away our summer oasis
Silence the happy voices
Leave us to start over again

For a while things seemed almost normal
People exercised, floated, swam laps
Children splashed while moms supervised
Many stretched out on chairs in the sun

Now we reenter a virtual world
Zoom connects us for learning and fun
School is in session a variety of ways
We will discover new ways life can go on

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Waiting For the Dawn

Like seeds sprouting in dark soil
A fetus growing toward its birth
We await a new day dawning
Whose nature yet remains unknown

Chaos often births creation
Pain and suffering signal change
Death precedes a resurrection
Secrets revealed in due time

Though our despair and fear are real
The agonies we now endure
May someday be transformed
And joy come again

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Coronavirus Itinerary

From the beginning
It was a strange journey
I thought I would do well
I like staying home

My many fixed routines
Soon seemed to crumble
I needed companionship
The warm blooded kind

I talked to my plants
Texted friends and family
Read books, watched old movies
Took long walks outside

I realized present time
Took all of my energy
Learning to Zoom
Became a mixed blessing

Past familiar habits
No longer sustained me
It was exhausting
Getting through the day

Future time distant
Offered no hint of comfort
May as well live
In this new present I’m in

Mornings are difficult
A thick fog encircles me
Passing by lunchtime
Leaving me empty

And then this morning
I welcomed a visitor
My muse on my shoulder
Telling me to write

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Happy Birthday in Hard Times

Raise your sails high
But don’t pull up anchor
Keep dreaming and planning
This can’t last forever

Keep flow in your life
Laugh, enjoy your friends
Family spirit enfolds you
With love and uplifting

Amazing new things
Bloom in our culture
Hard times’ bestow change
Endurance conquers

Rejoice in small moments
Taste your good cooking
Connections are precious
Zoom where you will

I love you, Bobby
You’re so dear to me
Stay safe and healthy
Until good times roll

For my grandson on his twenty-first birthday

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Haiku: Constructive Possibilities

Tuck pointer drills squeal
Attack old crumbling mortar
Banish the raindrops
No longer mop ups
No towels on window sills
All's well for a time
Ancient skills remind
In midst of present chaos
Hope for new outcomes

 

 

 

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Haiku: Refreshment

Breeze through my window
Chirping birds human voices
Sweet signals of hope

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Haiku: Morning Ritual

Sitting surrounded
By puddle of newspaper
Where oh where is hope

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Haiku: Resolution

Morning brings New Year
Invitations extended
I gladly accept

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