The Dance of Life: Reflections
Poetry for Self-Investigation
By Shari-Rae Tiilikainen, published Feb 18, 2007
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Acknowledgements: I would like to dedicate this book to all the people who have been my inspiration and who have been instrumental in my growth. There are not enough words to express how grateful I am. This is also dedicated to my friend, Leslie, who passed away on November 7, 2002. You are dearly missed. FOR YOU
To see
To know
To feel
The pain.
My heart breaks for you
For release
For peace
For comfort
For tears
For joy
My heart wishes for you
My love
Grace
Care
Listening ear
Empathy
Hugs
A hand to hold
These I give to you.
CLOUDS
Puffy and white,
they make you want to take flight.
Cotton and fluff
Trying to sit on one would be tough,
The shape of each and every one is unique
Like the way God made you so sweet.
Sometimes,
I lay down on my back
And try to keep track,
But I cannot be exact
How many there are, in fact.
Sometimes the clouds turn gray,
And then it starts to rain.
When the sun starts to fall in such a fashion,
They can turn pink, red,
Or a kind of purple passion.
I am glad I have found this release;
It is a good way to increase
My love for creation and imagination;
What a cause for celebration!
So,
I will stay here for another minute,
And save my worries for another day,
Feeling so thankful that the clouds are
Here to stay.
SOMEDAY
They say that patience is a virtue,
Could this be true?
For me, though,
Waiting can be a hard thing to do.
God reveals His plans in His own time,
It makes it even harder to wait when life is unkind.
But,
I know that my Father cares for me.
If I give him my burdens,
He alone can set me free.
I can always rely on his strength and caring,
His love for me is never failing.
Hold my hand as we pray,
And He will take our fears away.
BEAUTIFUL
Eyes of blue,
Hair of gold,
Skin so fair
Most beautiful indeed.
Even more beautiful
Is your spirit,
Your soul,
Your heart,
Your courage
And your love.
Afraid
Used
Broken
Shattered
These are beautiful too.
Beautiful because God uses them
Transforms you
To make you even more beautiful
Most beautiful indeed
You are most wonderfully made.
CONTINUALLY
The candle reminded me of you today
when times were good.
Now,
it seems strange to me sometimes that
so many things remind me of you.
I wish those things would go away.
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