Meander 1 Poem - Lent
Lent
The mountains of temptation,
Rocky, torturous heights.
Stand up and look!
Volcano rocks lie scattered
to the plain.
The way to peace is treacherous.
Denial is the past.
Deny your lusts, your secret dreams,
The hidden, hiding schemes,
Deny, deny, rings the cry.
Make a sacrifice.
Push back your fears,
Descend the rochs.
Scramble bloody, bruised.
For forty days and forty nights
Wrestle with yourself. The fasting silence screams with doubt,
And flagellates your soul.
Fires burn deep within,
Erupting sores and wounds
Till on the plain you stand
Truimphant - purified.
Meander 2 - Dandilions - My neighbors probably hate me. Their lawns are pristing green grass. Dandilions dot the grass with their bright yellow cheer. Maybe I'm a bit touched but I really like dandilions. The bright yellow flowers spread cheer in my heart. There are things I could do with them. I could cut the leaves when they're young and use them for a salad. I could make dandilion wine. I don't. Mostly I just look and even when the blooms turn white and the seeds are scattered on the winds, I still look at them with wonder. I also know no matter what people do to weed them from their lawns they will persist and com again.
Meander 3 - Writing - A bit slow this week. Computer needed 2 looks to see what the trouble was with amking it so slow. Problem solved so next week I will hopefully complete what I need to do.
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