Beauty
What if a Mark was Listening
And a Paul was Simply Grace
A Tesla Tiger
Angels Wings
To Take us into Space

And Musics Life
A Dance Divine
With Thee
I turn  to Arms
Now Mine
Our Love Unheld
By All but This
Our Time so Sacred
Only Bliss

This Travel Real
Beyond all Known
For You
I SHOW
My Wings
Now Grown

A Woman
For a Man
CLAIM Man within this Flesh
A Heart for Woman 's touch as Well
Our Rhythm's Love
A Calling Bell
I ask our Soul
If this is True
It says to me
Done Unto You

We haven't talked in a while
that's right.
I wonder,
if  you ever think back
of those lazy hours
where silence felt at ease
and we laid in bed
where our bodies were entwined
yet our thoughts never rhymed.

I wonder,
if you ever wonder
if I wonder,

I wonder,
if you ever remember
that I remember,

I wonder,
if I'll ever see you again...

We haven't talked in a while
one day I am going to die
and you aren't going to be surprised...


-- Eleanor

Brought forth by the Unexpected  Warmth
of an early Winter Day
Bright Light's Wondering  Delight

Apple Blossom...
Very Peaceful

Sunlights
Treat...
Gratitude.

The tangible presence of Jehovah,
is an overwhelming ease in my soul;
the wearisome cares of this World
slough off, reaffirming His control

over all of creation, time and space.
His sense of freedom from hardships,
constraints, embarrassments, pain,
and efforts dissipate as relationship

with Him, overpowers Life’s moments
in quick glimpses of divine intimacy.
The peace of Heaven calms my spirit,
whenever I give myself to Him and see

my identity, that’s found in Christ.
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Author notes

Inspired by:
Psa 124:8; John 1:12; Eph 1:5

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2016, All rights reserved.

SPACE is ...

Somewhere I can be
Peacefully contented with my thoughts,
Analyzing whats wrong and whats right,
Correcting my own arguments and pride,  
Easing my heart from the pain inside.

Why is it,
That the Dying are sometimes Vicious,
just before the End?

Is it the betrayal of Cancerous thoughts,
Raging in the face of those who Love them?

Sad Victory for the End, that would be.....
a veil upon shared moments of Goodness.
a last Laugh, by the shadow lingering  Shame

Peace is made Invisible by Nothing.
No Hope for That which already IS
The consolation?  Victory,
for a War never to be fought

Is a Man so Blessed
that he can go Hungry for Love,
even from the most High Buddha?

If So, this is Not a Ladder to Eternity..
Rather, just another broken rung and rail,
carved unwanted Branches taken from the Tree of Life

No Reason to admonish a dying man
His mate has been the Kindness of the Mother.
It is she
who brings Honor to the family,
and Eyes to the unseeing.

Blessings Upon Her now,
for the Gift of True compassion.

Peace .
And So It Is.

i could have fallen in love
with the boy on the football team
the boy with a promised future
i could have gotten the diamond ring
and the honeymoon in paris
a white picket fence
had daughters with pretty hair
and sons with their dad's eyes
late night dinner parties and conference calls
steady income and monotonous life
i could have fallen in love with ease

but instead i fell in love with you
with all your bruises and scars
and your torn apart heart
your baggage and your past
your unwashed hair and your laugh
i fell in love with the dreams you held
and the late night conversations which never seemed to end
you had no money, you had no wealth
you had nothing to give me but love
and for me, that was enough

i could have fallen in love with ease
but instead i fell in love with *uncertainty

I want to exist in a world without time
A world where no one has a clock
No appointments to keep
Like that blissful moment at the end of sleep
Where nothing exists but a quiet ease