A Poem For The Blog Reader
Welcome to my blog abode
Won’t you please come in?
The Angels are expecting you
They are anxious to begin.
They pray you pass through 2.2
Page views you often read
And follow deeper into woods
Where they may take the lead.
They know you are a busy bee
Who likes to buzz and hunt
For fragrant flowers on the fly
And seldom stays for lunch.
But they are keen to have a word
And share their love for you
They know someday your buzz will slow
And you may feel too blue.
They say you need to take a breath
And look inside awhile.
Listen to your beating heart
And learn why saints can smile.
Stop and know the world will wait
Around til you return.
Take some time for beauty’s sake
Even learn to meditate!
Because the race will still go on
Long after we are gone.
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They say. . .
A spark is in your soul
And you can find it
If you are bold.
Watch it closely
Watch it long
Learn to seek it with the dawn.
Watch it start to sparkle soon
And then grow into a full moon
Before it bursts forth like the sun
Without the heat and lost vision.
Increasing always you will see
The meaning of Eternity.
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So this is why I say to you
I hope you pass by 2.2
And look within for hints that pass
Of joy
And wonder.
Peace at last.
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Readers With Something To Say
bernie kasper bernie kasper 
You’ve no idea how important this poem was for me this morning. Someone told me yesterday, “If you want to get ahead you have to really work it.” They knew nothing of my life (me), what I’ve “accomplished”, lived and seen and done. They did not ask about my values, what I treasured most. It was simply that I had to “get ahead”. Well, I thought, “I have ‘a head’ (LOL) and I use it to decide what is most important to me. I also have a huge heart that is vibrantly alive and knows through and through what is important in life.” I am 54 years old and can honestly say that I have LIVED, really lived. And that I am STILL really living. I pack so much life into a day and I could still live more and more and more. I want the sunrises, the sunsets, the raging storms, the silent star-filled nights. I want to see it ALL, every flower, color, animal, tree, rock, water, sky….life. This poem is important to me because you say:
“Take some time for beauty’s sake
Even learn to meditate!
Because the race will still go on
Long after we are gone.”
I am SO thankful that you told me these words this morning, because The person who spoke to me about “getting ahead” kenw ONLY the race.
Thank you for knowing more.
You are welcome. You are the only person ever to comment on this poem. It has just been sitting here waiting for you!
I am so glad you found it.