Tonight I wanted to share a special poem with you. It's a poem I found several years ago, and had quickly become one of my favorites. When I was thinking about the things that are currently going on in my life today, this poem came to mind. I thought how fitting, and I wondered if there was a reason why it came to mind. I basically interpret it as saying that no matter how tough things get, and how bad things around you seem there is always a place you can go. A moment to turn to to make things feel whole again. To feel better again. Things have escalated so rapidly here because of our financial means, and it has caused many, many things to spin out of control. It's effecting the husband in a way that I worry he will be passed the point of no return soon. This last year I've seen major changes in him that make my heart ache. He has a huge amount of pride, and when that is jeopardized I see him go quickly into "survival" mode. It may be ok for him, but what that alone does to me and the children is scary and lonely. The bottom line? I want my husband back.
Anyway, I won't go further with this right now. I just want to head to bed and start a brand new day tomorrow! I will leave you now with the poem. Let me know what you think of it! God Bless!
Turn Your Face To The Sun
by Maithri Goonet
There are days when nothing seems right. When every shell you
pick up on the winding shore is broken. When the silken treasure slips through
your fingers too quickly. When comforts are empty. And the world is
On those jagged edged days, when the wind is screaming for a
reason only she understands. And you find yourself all alone.
face to the sun.
There is goodness in the world, that even the river of
tears cannot erase.
There is love in the world, that the numbed armies of
fear can not destroy.
Sometimes that goodness is everywhere apparent. It
pours from the heart of every moment. From the light of every smile.
those soft days, love hides in the eaves to drop like sweet honey on your
forehead and sings her lilting lullabies in the arms of the winds.
some days, Beloved. On days like today....
We need to look, to
So turn your face to the sun.
Even when she is nowhere to be
Go inside yourself. Find a speck, a splinter of beauty to be
'Yes', the day has worn you. And 'Yes' our mistakes have
been so many.
But say 'Thank you' anyway.
Take account of all that
is in your possession.
A mind. A heart. A body.
A life that
breathes, even if for just one more day.
Now count the eyes that have
at you on your wild journey,
the hands that have held you
the ears that have listened,
the prayers that have been
made on your behalf.
And whisper your 'Thank you' again.
sky that has watched you grow
with His painted eyes,
The heaving waves
that find their echo
in the tides of your breathing,
The little birds
that have sung
you their songs,
The stars which have been a lamp
and are your
Count undeserved grace,
Count Passion and Love making
and Dreams yet to be born,
And bow your head and say 'thank
Now count the lives who still need your light,
the sick, the helpless,
Count the children who will die today
imagine if with the breath of your body
you could help
Turn your face to the sun,
And know yourself as a child
of the light.
You are the Goodness that cannot be
The love that burns through the darkest night.
You will see what i have seen,
that this day where
everything seemed wrong,
was not your curse,
It was your
To find inside yourself a forgotten 'thank
To smile in the face of the grim suppressors,
To stand in
the heart of the glowering darkness
and turn your face to the sun.