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| - -written 04/16/05, for the dedicatory planting of a Nanjo Blue butterfly bush, in honor of Murray's birthday. |
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It's a stormy, dreary day, Like the shadows of my heart, The twain was rent in two When my sweetheart did depart. Twas' on a cold and wint'ry Monday, Frosty chill was deep as bone - The family gathered very near, He was never once alone. The darkness passed across his brow - The angels gathered near him. He was finally free of pain, Guided home by Seraphim. Now I'm sorrowed, and very lost - I miss his presence clearly. Holding each and every picture, The past is cherished dearly. Playing with his ring of gold The diamonds glisten brightly; Like the love that is forever, Our promises held tightly. He's off to new adventures, But my days come one by one. I have so much to do here now - We're still raising our grandson. He has left us many treasures: Laughter, music, love, joy, peace, Freedom, justice, poetry His love-gift, the memories. Happy Valentine's Day to my husband for our life - the ins and outs, the ups and downs, the overs and unders. I'll forever cherish the promises and the memories. Love, Ramona |
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| You were laughed at today, and you came crawling away - The taunts and jeers of the crowd left you feeling ugly, a lowly worm Why could not your 'friends' believe your vision of flight, Your psyche dreams of immortality at night. You search for the Eastern Doorway of Mystery Yet, beaten and worn, your weary body can only see What lies before you, yet another leaf And the fears of others fills you with grief. How can death be more real than beauty and grace? How can the grave hold any promise of transformation and joy? Holding to the tiniest shreds of hope and possibility You creep away to the bosom of the tree. About yourself you fashion a cloak of darkness, Alone you ponder the wonder and magic of life Wrestling with self and doubt, the darkness embrace; Within, the beauty of metamorphosis takes place. Trembling, painfully you wonder when death will strike. Instead, within your heart you feel a stirring and a tearing The Chrysalis falls away, awakened in Light's bright glare - Soundless, fragile wings flutter in the currents of the air. Living fragments of the rainbow, Eternal symbol of the magnificence of dawn, Vibrant, soaring, promising, delicate rebirth, transcending the sky - Symbolizing personal enlightenment, The Butterfly! Ramona |
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