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Tired

Grief and loss tired

So tired

Weary to the bone

Heavily burdened

Heavy hearted

Thoughts scattered

Forget to breathe

Worn out fatigue

Insomnia tired

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Healthy tired

Worked hard

Worked out

Exhilaration subsiding tired

Muscles tight and sore

Sleep deep and restored

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Sleepy tired

Too much food tired

Heavy eyelids

Foggy brain

Need a nap tired

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Sandman take me away tired

Heavy eyelids

Fighting for one more moment of wakefulness

Fluttering into dreamland

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““Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

‭‭Matthew‬ ‭11:28‬ ‭NIV‬‬

“The Lord replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.””

‭‭Exodus‬ ‭33:14‬

©belindabotzong2018

Waiting For Sanity

Beep

Click

Voices — strained to cheery

Rolling wheels — gurney, wheelchair

Doors open then close then open again

Medicinal soap

A peanut on the floor under the brochure table

Brochures about heart attack, stroke, visitor guidelines, a brief guide to involuntary hospitalization, AA

Footsteps

People coming and going, some hurried and frazzled. Others dragging and hurting

Meeting lawyers and doctors and liasons.

Sheriff deputies with cuffs and chains moving one patient back to inmate status.

Kindness and worry

Dread and prayer

Waves of angst and love and tears

Released girl dumps grandma who just drove 20 miles to pick her up— “I can walk” hahaha … the madness continues.

Walking outside to accompany those held against their will, a tall beautiful kind lady goes in and out the clicks and beeps to free another man or group for a few minutes of fresh air before they return to the dry indoor recirculated hospital air that carries voices and emotions and smells and germs,

Death and life roam the hallways deciding who stays and who goes.

A mom sits on the hard chair waiting to be called to the hearing designed to decide the near future of her most beloved baby, a man gone mad. Listening and waiting, pausing and anticipating.

Tissues wait to be filled with tears and a scrap of paper filled with snippets of phrases describing insanity and loss and pain and events that have led to this moment he will see as betrayal while she sees hope and help and healing.

Clarity. Future. Sanity.

©belindabotzong2018

Power of God

“He spreads out the northern skies over empty space; he suspends the earth over nothing. He wraps up the waters in his clouds, yet the clouds do not burst under their weight. He covers the face of the full moon, spreading his clouds over it. He marks out the horizon on the face of the waters for a boundary between light and darkness. The pillars of the heavens quake, aghast at his rebuke.

By his breath the skies became fair; his hand pierced the gliding serpent. And these are but the outer fringe of his works; how faint the whisper we hear of him! Who then can understand the thunder of his power?””

‭‭Job‬ ‭26:7-11, 13-14‬ ‭NIV‬‬

http://bible.com/111/job.26.7-11,13-14.niv

Morning Visitors 

Cool morning breeze lifts the wings of a solitary hawk. On the hunt he flies and suddenly rolls to his left then upright again then rolls left once more as he calls out to his prey and disappears into the horizon never to return. 
Hummingbird flits from branch to branch calling out to his friends who return his chortling, suddenly taking flight to race across the morning sky together and disappear into the horizon only to return. 
Blue jay takes flight from unseen places and appears upon the fence post in complete silence. He hops along the fence until he disappears never to return. 

Seascape Sky

Foamy waves of rolling white billowing clouds tossed by the wind in the endlessly deep ocean sky.  

Fauna and flora rise up beneath the overhead seascape sky creating a forest of abundant lush vegetation teeming with innumerable creatures who fly above rather than swim below. 
The seascape sky is filled with voices of dolphins disguised as hummingbirds, clicking and trilling and singing their giddy songs, dipping and swimming through the vast blue ocean sky. 

Sunset Soup 

Pink tinged curdled clouds pour across the clear blue summer evening. Bright yellow orange yolk of sunshine slips slowly into the salty cauldron of the sea. 
Heavy sultry evening slowly cooled by breezes blowing across the bay as another hot dry summer day puts on a sunset show. 

Morning Song


Beneath a pure blue sky he sits and sings his morning melody upon a leafless branch
Some notes high soprano and other notes staccato alto while those in the nearby green canopy add their own harmony
He moves from branch to branch stopping between for another verse then suddenly takes silent flight up and around and back again to trill and warble and click his morning song

If Nature Was A Woman

If nature was a woman she would wear a shiny sapphire gown drenched in glittery diamonds and edged in bright white lacy ruffles. She would be accessorized by the smoothness of rippled sandy shoes and innumerable stones. Her hair would be white and puffy and always changing directions and textures. Her fragrance would waft with lilies and roses mixed with salty air. She would be exquisite and strong and unmatched in beauty and strength. 
If nature was a man he would wear deep emerald shirts with rough brown jeans. His feet would be adorned with stumps and fireweed. His hair would be windblown gray and streaked with sunlight.  His fragrance would be wafts of cedar and pine and fresh soil.  He would be steady and strong and majestic.
If nature were a child it would wear a whimsical rainbow array of colors and patterns of iris and hydrangea and petunias and gladioli and covered in polka dots and stripes. It’s hair would be of wispy fuzzy feathers.   Its fragrance would waft of sweetpeas and lilacs. It would dance freely and whirl and twirl at the sight of the sapphire dressed lady and the emerald dressed man and they would all lift their hands in abundant joy of praise to the creator of such splendor.

Morning Revelations

Beachwalk at sunrise. Ocean pulls back its ruffled edges to reveal intricately etched patterns in the sand.
Tide pool reveals a kaleidoscope of soft green and pink anemone, crusty white barnacles, smooth gray clams, and orange and purple starfish clinging to the monolithic Haystack.

Soft silver veils of thinnest clouds reveals morning light over the vast pale sky.