MERRY CHRISTMAS!

First I'd like to wish all my followers and anyone reading this a safe and very Merry Christmas. Thank you all for following/visiting my blog.

And then I'd like to say thank you to all the people in the military and their families.
I'm sorry if you're miles away from your loved ones and on duty somewhere. :(  God bless you for all you do and for keeping our country safe and for all the sacrifices you make in doing so. <3 Wishing you all a Merry Christmas.



And a special prayer for those who lost loved ones this year. May peace and comfort find you and hold you tight. And may broken hearts be filled with good memories. I pray that God will give you the courage and strength to carry on until the day comes when you can hold them again and walk with them in Heaven. There's no greater sorrow than the loss of a child. God bless.

 It's been a difficult year for many people, may the New Year be better for all. God bless and keep safe.

Eggnog and rum for all.

My life flows like

ink

overturned upon

A blank page

 No rhyme or reason

It has no purpose

But my eyes are drawn

To the black liquid just the same

 I watch

As it consumes the paper

I try to make sense of its pattern

Though it makes no sense at all

 I glance out the window

As the storm moves in

The wind wails

And the rain begins to fall

 The moon whispers my name

Raising my head, I ask

Did you see my tears,

Glistening in your soft light?

 But the dark clouds roll in

And I'm alone again

The night, now

as black as the stain upon my paper

 There's a slope to my desk

And the ink has reached

The paper's boundaries

Slowly, I turn the page sideways

 The ink is halted

Suspended, confused

But only for a moment

And then it changes directions

 And flows once more

Looking for freedom

Crossing old paths

And finding new ones

 It falters, and ever so

Slightly goes off course

Seeking  direction

To escape its confinement

 Leaving behind

Some of its mass

As it searches for its way

blindly in the sea of white

 Momentum lost

But it moves

Onward until it

Reaches the edge once more

 Freedom in sight

Using most of its energy

It tries to break past the boundary

And I turn the page once more

Slowly, it falls back

Now just a drop, small and weak

No longer able to find new paths

So it trudges down old ones

 But even this

Takes its toll

And drains its substance

Until there is nothing left

 And slowly the ink dries

Forever in time, just a small

Stain among the paths of its life

Within the page's boundaries

 At first glance

The ink pattern

Seems a mess

A waste of a blank page

 And then the moon

Shines once more

And beauty can be seen

Amid Intricate patterns

 

I wonder what paths

It would've chosen

If it had only been stronger

And had not lost so much of itself

 More white than black

Is left on the page

And  I find sadness

In paths untaken

 The page's edges

Had become prison walls

Its blank areas merely

Dreams unfulfilled

 

My life flows like

ink

overturned upon

a blank page