Poems and Ponderings

My child I gave life to you; I held you in my arms, a prescious gift indeed. Everything I wanted to give to you, I wanted to do right to you! And then life happened, life with it's twists and turns... Unpredictable life, lesson's to be learned, re-acting to situations as they were thrown at me. I did not choose these lessons my child, but I always tried to do my best as I knew how. My best might not have been enough for you, but you will, may be, do everything better with your child... until life throws it's lessons at you... So when you when you think of your mother today, remember: She ALWAYS tried her best! Happy Mother's Day to all mothers! c    J Schulte-Zurhausen 13.May 2012

It has been a long time since I posted anything, I guess some time was needed to fill this creative vessel ;) This morning as I was opening my little book, 'Taking Time to Just Be' the page with this poem opened: Such words as "god" and "death" and "suffering" and "eternity" are best forgotten.   We have to become as simple and as wordless  as the growing corn or the falling rain  We must just be. Etty Hillesum I don't know about you but for me, 'to just be' is sometimes quite hard, there is always something to do, some project, some thoughts, some poem, some painting. But the moments when it happens, when I am just in that moment, everything just brightens up, there is a peacefulness within, a golden moment....

During the past few days this verse popped into my head, most of you might familiar with it: T o everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under the sun. A time to be born and a time to die; a time to plant and a time to pluck up that which is planted; a time to kill and a time to heal ... a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance ... a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing; a time to lose and a time to seek; a time to rend and a time to sew; a time to keep silent and a time to speak; a time to love and a time to hate; a time for war and a time for peace. ecclesiastes 3:1-8   It very much ties in with my lessons learned these past few years... 

I was going through my books, yes I am still writing(almost) every day ;), and came across this: I have learned that every choice I made brought me here - where I am today... I have learned to have faith and trust the process (life) I have learned waking up each morning with hope is what got me going I have learned to find peace within myself I have learned  that a smile shared is a gift.... I wrote this one the other day when I was decorating my home for Christmas, the first time after 4 years, and my mind wandered, thinking of the last few years and how this process of life, and  trust and faith brought me to where I am today...

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Only after the last farmer has been killed When the last tree has been cut When the beasts have left the open plains When the waters are filled with toxins of the dead Then they'll turn against each other 2011, © JSZ Adapted from this following poem: Only after the last tree has been cut down. Only after the last river has been poisoned. Only after the last fish has been caught. Only then will you find that money cannot be eaten”. Prophecy of the Cree Native American Tribe

In case you wondered why I used  'resurrect and not rise' in my last post: last line: ...to let go and in the end resurrect like the Phoenix out of the Ashes! http://www.thefreedictionary.com/resurrect