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S R Mats May 10
Time does not shape her,
For she holds it like threads in her hands,
Weaving moments, stitching hours,
Gathering days, weeks, months, years
Into centuries to be rolled out like fabric.

She makes her cloaks from the substance
Of time and wears ancient stardust in her hair.
She is old and she is new; time does not shape her.
Never allow it to shape you, folding you
Like some worn-out garment to be discarded.

While it is in your hands to do so, you shape time.
S R Mats May 10
A mantra-

You are the wind in the willows and the reeds.
"I am the wind in the willow and the reeds."
You can bend and move with this power.
"I bend and move with this power."

Take in the energy that the sun generates
As it infuses all things with power from its Creator.
"My Creator gives me the strength for all things."

It will be your wings to rise above and fly,
In these evil times with evil deeds.
"Let this spirit be my wings to rise and fly above
These evil times and evil deeds."

Your mind is clear in your healing purpose.
You become strong in spirit to endure all things.
"Amen."
S R Mats May 9
When a hummingbird flies
Its wings sing in flight,
Chattering as it moves,
Briefly settles, day or night.
They are tiny miracles.

When a hummingbird dies
Because its bones are so light
They disintegrate in a short time.
They truly are ephemeral things,
Brief beings on fluttering wings.
S R Mats May 8
Words are powerful,
Kaboom!  Like a bomb
Going off.
Writers matter.
We the people.
Books change hearts,
(Those that are reachable)
Minds, lives, the zeitgeist,
And the future.  
That’s why,
Big men with tiny minds,
Have sleepless nights.
Authoritarians
Fear advocates & writers.
S R Mats May 5
How does renewal often begin?
With deconstructing.

I can't stop the feeling.
I'm breathing it in.
I'm mending already.

And I am ready to begin
Again.
S R Mats Apr 30
How many times did the one requesting your secrecy
Fail to keep the "secrecy" you bound them to?

How many times have you been betrayed
By the one whom you would never have betrayed?

How many times was your innocence torn apart
By the one who should have protected it?

Should your loyalty not be measured by loyalty?
Be careful what you promise and then owe or vow.

Some promises are made to be broken.
Some promises need to be broken.
S R Mats Apr 29
Do not judge love by its length.
How long is a piece of string?
Love is not a piece of string.
It is a spool of thread that goes on
Unwinding throughout all eternity.
It is untangling, all encircling for those
Fortunate enough to be entangled by it.
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