She

She comes resplendent-

To live her nine days;

In benediction, in grace!

To remind us-

And that demon within;

There is succor; If you seek.

There is hope; Should you despair.

There is penance; Is there none who does not sin?

There is life; For it triumphs even death, through the soul.

A moment’s realization

Is enough-

A penitent thought

Can find you a place

Far higher than kings!

A kind deed

Will pay you more than the

Richest man’s coffers.

She comes with this brightness;

This breathtaking promise!

And yet, each year,

We send her back;

After patronizing Her

Those nine days-

Like a guest overstaying Her welcome-

Foolish us!

Relieved She has left.

We become animals again!

Forgetting, She can never leave-

She stays, unacknowledged:

In wait, within us.

We may leave,

But She never can!

26, October, ‘07

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My Pride of Lions or, The Fantastic Foursome :)

He's right up there, with the best of the Kings

Just a hard-headed Ram, but like his lion brothers, he sings :)

Caring, relaxed, wordy, wise,

With, nerves, chilled with ice :)

Now this one's a Lion, I knew it from the first

Twinkling eyes, a smile and cheer, on the brink, to burst

To punch a line, wholesome, wondrous and witty :)

In a flash, no less, he gets right to the nitty gritty :)

The next, a pretty one, of the zodiac of twins, whom everyone heeds

Perhaps not a lion, but the Pride, she undoubtedly leads :)

Dainty, demure, incisive, and more so, the stronger

She, well, they certainly don't want to mess with her!

All the while, with them ahead, he bided his time

Quiet growls, that grew to roaring, his signature chime

His is the Heart, he wears on his Van Heusen sleeve,

His smile, the sweetest, his will, I have faith in, and believe!

My Fantastic Foursome, that's who they are

Nestlings mine, they've flown to lands distant,and far!

Each a delight, each so dear and sorely missed

God's grace and blessing, they're always wished!

3 October, 2010