Vast texts I cannot memorize nor symphonies played without music. I do not remember where I put my glasses or keys my mind a helium balloon floating in the wind. Yet there is one thing I never forget that is God loves me. Somehow, that is enough though I wish I could find my keys.
Life—a single breath No time to sweat the mundane Use love, not complaints.
Whispers of light surround me illuminating, guiding, protecting fading away all darkness I am loved
V astness spreading into eternity A lmighty, incomprehensible S ecret in our inability to understand T remble do I at the magnificence of God
I forgot to say “Please” Miss Manners is disappointed how governed I feel by social expectations. Do I ever do or think anything that is original? Do you?
Where the river bends Slate stone waters speak again Words I do not know Rising falling broken notes As if my heart should follow © 2016 S. Michaels A Bend in the River | Tanka Image:wallpaperup.com