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also by Lisa M. Cliff My Prayer and Song©
Make me the woman, tender but strong Help me to see with love’s pure eyes Discerning and unafraid to ask why Grant me a compassionate ear to hear A humble heart true and sincere Protect me on my walk of faith Keep me still when I need to wait Teach me patience before I run Bask in the divine grace of the sun Grant me wisdom along the way Order my steps as I seize the day Keep my loved ones safe and secure Like the old oak tree, strong and sure Thank You for choosing me as Your child A humble demonstration of Your smile Help me to be my best self everyday All these things I ask and pray Amen and Ashe’ Ashe’
A tall sun flower with its face to the sky The flit and flitter of a spring butterfly Colors of summer that skip and prance Bumble bees and tulips join in the dance All in a celebration of the divine grace of the sun A spectacular display of color, the season has begun Explosions of reds and yellows, no time for the blues Grass, trees and human nature all taking their cues Beckoning us all to come out play in the sun Showing collective gratitude, praising the One Of divine wisdom, brilliance and creativity Producing a gift of vibrant, dazzling, felicity One that intrinsically connects the entire earth The rising of the sun signifying divine rebirth A soulful dance across a sunny meadow A dignified waltz across the sea aglow Like a warm hug from a long lost friend A sun kissed morning makes the day begin Igniting joy like rock and roll Awakening bliss deep in the soul Reflecting the brilliance of Gods own smile Summoning summer to please stay awhile Bask in the divine grace of the sun Collective gratitude praising the One The perfect glass of honey sweet tea A respite on a hammock between two trees Maidens dancing in the garden at sun set Grandma’s daylilies sets the perfect vignette Feeling gratitude, I watch and take it in Embracing the warmth against my skin Tickled that this same sun, lights the entire earth From Africa to Asia, offering priceless worth Kindred spirits warmly connected as one Blessed with the divine grace of the sun A Time for Closure© It’s the end of a cycle, a designated time for closure An honest reflection of the heart’s secret disclosures The realization of the end of something of significance Something fought and wept over with heartfelt diligence Something that once brought joy, perhaps brings sorrow Weighing heavy today but promises lighter tomorrow When one door closes, another is sure to open wide An uncontrollable conclusion with nowhere to hide The best way to get through it, is to humbly go through it Acknowledge and surrender, letting God’s spirit heal it Appreciative of the life experience and lessons learned Understanding that normalcy will soon be returned Once you mentally and verbally set the situation free Believing by faith, expect a full 100% full recovery Have no expectations for another to offer closure Go humbly within to find true peace and composure As a sign of surrender, and willful intention to let go Do something spiritually symbolic and ceremonial Letting go of balloons to the wide open air Or burn a scented candle, then say a prayer Pray for clarity of only what you need to know For courage and strength, then simply let it go It’s the end of a cycle, a cleansing period of closure A balance of restoration and necessary exposure Give yourself permission to let go and live free With an open heart fully embrace new opportunities
Dwelling in the Possibility of Bliss© When all around me are losing their heads Hindered by a constant state of dread Finding myself caught in a brief moment of fear Then I go inside myself to organize what I hear Through all the chaos, chatter and confusion Realizing beyond the façade, is just an illusion Bliss quietly whispering my name Reality is a figment of how it’s framed And then consciously choosing to rise above it all When bliss rings the bell, I must answer the call A slave to possibility, a prisoner of hope An opportunity to push bliss’ envelope Yes, I choose to dwell in the possibility of bliss Where inspiration and imagination kiss Where fairy tales and dreams come alive Where ingenuity and intention survive Yes, some may call me Miss Polly Anna But uber possibility is my Nirvana And I would prefer to be called “Bliss” A state of mind in which to reminisce And look forward to, return and be Where bliss and creativity run free When all around me are losing their heads I consciously seek my bliss instead Choosing to dwell in the state of possibility Where blissful dreams come alive and fly free Please do the world a favor, find Your bliss!
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