Where do you go when there’s nowhere to turn to?
Who do you trust? What is the truth?
Life stripped you naked, frozen in time.
How do you know what to do to survive?
It happened so fast you were took by surprise.
But that’s usually how tragedy arrives.
Like an electric current cold fear fuels your veins.
Your tazed mind staggers unable to remain
Calm, collected, the way you were before
a viral terrorist locked you indoors.
Where do you go when there’s simply nowhere?
Confined all alone with your fear.
Where do you go when you’re unsure who to trust?
You want to crawl in a hole but you know that you must
Shelter in place, standing firm in your might
To weed out the wrong and discover the right
Where do you go, your mind questions again?
Go in, it then answers, where you’ll find a friend.
A voice that will guide you, if only you’ll hear.
A voice reassuring you’ve nothing to fear.
I hit pause, said the voice, so you’d not be distracted
And finding your way would be the attraction.
Where do you go when you don’t know where to turn to?
Go inward, said God, and rest assured that I’ve got you.
Oh, Happy, Happy Mother’s Day
to the most important Mother there is.
Thank you for watching over us
and protecting all our kids.
Some are sadly hurting today
with their mothers no longer on earth.
Could you grace them the strength to bear their loss
as you did your son of birth.
Oh, Blessed Mother, as you know
motherhood has its days.
But blessed are we who both give and receive
the love of your Motherly Grace.
May your heart be merry
your soul be feisty
friends be abundant
hangovers hang lightly
May rum bring you joy
when green beer won’t suffice
May you toast God’s grace
all the days of your life
A mighty wind blew night and day. It stole the oak tree’s leaves away
Then snapped its boughs and pulled its bark until the oak was tired and stark.
But still the oak tree held its ground while other trees fell all around
The weary wind gave up and spoke, “How can you still be standing, Oak?”
The oak tree said, “I know that you can break each branch of mine in two,
Carry every leaf away, shake my limbs and make me sway.
But I have roots stretched in the earth, growing stronger since my birth.
You’ll never touch them, for you see, they are the deepest part of me.
Until today, I wasn’t sure of just how much I could endure.
But now I’ve found, with thanks to you, I’m stronger than I ever knew.”