Serenity

I will never tire of the trees

They are my friends 

And speak to me

They wrap around me 

As I meander the path

The pines stand majestic

Tall and proud

While the others are resting

Awaiting Spring

Their barren branches

Will soon have buds

But the sap is still flowing

Inside their trunks

Their presence brings comfort

From the snow and the cold

Their steadfast stillness

Soothes my soul

I eagerly anticipate

When they are in bloom

But I savor these moments

Of sweet serenity

When they share their secrets

Silently with me

MAL 2/3/19

Written mostly while walking (12 small laps) and transcribed to paper from memory and completed after the walk. 

Sun Kissed

The Sun rises gently as I tread
Casting streaks and shadows
Across the icy snow
It greets me cheerfully
As it peeks through the trees
Rising higher with each step
Shining brighter with each lap
The trees shield it from my eyes
Creating beauty as I pass
I never tire of its views
I get a thrill from each glance
I try to capture every moment
But lenses never do it justice
The peace and joy it brings to me
Can never be expressed fully
My images and words
Are my best attempt
To share with the world
The pleasure that I feel 
When it kisses me

MAL 2/1/19
Reflection upon my walk on a sun kissed morning. 

Indulgence

Indulge your senses fully

In all that you do

In every movement of your body

In every rhythm of your breath

In every image your eye captures

In every taste upon your tongue

In every scent that you smell

In every object that you touch

In every moment of your life

Take the time to soak it in

To feel the pulse of your heart

Alive and exhilarated

Inspired and excited

Awaiting your awareness

Of life's marvelous mysteries

MAL

1/26/19

Rest in Peace

Make me a channel of your peace

Saint Francis was your guide

You always lived that motto

Peace be with you and also with you

was said at church and as we shared 

a glass of water after getting home

May your eternal soul rest in peace

and may we find peace in our loss

Your love never dies even though 

you are no longer with us

Spread pieces of peace 

down upon the world

and do your work from on high

We love you Mom

We feel your love as we share 

Our final goodbye

Rest in Peace 

with your parents and sister now

Reunited in spirit

Lovingly remembered

Forever cherished

Now we lay thee down to rest

MAL 7/24/20

Memorial for my Mom at the burial of her ashes back in her hometown of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. My sister asked me to write something and I wrote it right before the service as tears streamed down my face. Everyone else felt it as I read it. 

I love you eternally Mom and feel you always with me. 

She passed on February 15, 2o20 and her funeral was

on February 22, 2020 

(2/22, 2020 - 22 and 222 are her signs to me)

My friend said my Mom's soul was the loveliest pink rose. Perfect.

Corona

Coronavirus

Corona is the Crown

Crown of the Head

Head of the State

State of the Nation

Imposed Isolation

Locked in Limitation

Extreme Frustration

Total Agitation

Severe Aggravation

Complete Condemnation

Pandemic Paralysis

Universal Uncertainty

Hiding in Hibernation

Masking our Faces

My Faith is Fading

My Spirit Slowly Dying

Tired of Trying

To Avoid the Inevitable

Keeping busy Postponing

Cannot Escape the Reality

Weary of Waiting

For a Vaccine or

The Miracle Cure

For the Decree

That will set us Free

That will bring back Me

MAL 4/19/20

This was written in the midst of the stay at home orders that kept getting extended and I thought would never end. As an extrovert it was slowly killing me. This was about a month in. Thankfully we were eventually allowed to socialize with restrictions. My life has been slowly returning to as normal as can be in these times. I will take it. 

Discovery

I see the man that you are and the man you will become
I know the thinker and can sense the dreamer
What dreams dwell inside, waiting to be realized?
As I delve deep into the core, uncovering more,
I put together the pieces of the puzzle of your soul
What lies hidden within is revealed to me
The true image is reflected back as in a mirror
The key is found, unlocking the chamber,
the walls part, and the inner sanctum is achieved
The rare treasure is revealed,
Beheld only by one worthy of its discovery

A twin flame poem

MAL 3/1/19