Lessons
Lessons everywhere, joys just waiting to be found
Springs of everlasting love
Are hidden in the stones.
I strike the rock with a hard glance
I listen for my name
I smell a rose of gentleness
In a fleeting, hurried bouquet.
Some are learned on pondering,
Some lightning quick and sure
Some unsettle, spin me round
Some comfort me with hope
But they are there surrounding me
I need only open wide
My eyes, my ears, my heart, my soul
To grace awaiting me in lessons pressing in.
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About dmdubay
Since retiring from Northwest Airlines and moving to the Pacific Northwest, I have more time to devote to writing. My first novel, "Tales of Two Sisters" was published over a year ago. I have been writing poetry for a long time and am attempting to collate my poetry into a short book, with pictures. A sequel to "Tales of Two Sisters" should be getting closer to completion soon.
Gardening and tending the vineyard take a lot of time in the summer. Even though I love the outdoors, these activities do cut down on my writing. So I appreciate that wintertime allows me time to write. Writing, for me, is what brings things into focus and helps me to make sense of the things that life brings. It is a gift to me and I hope that it will be to you also.
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