Archive for March, 2011

  • Thankful

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    Imagine driving your kids to school in the morning, and a city bus smashes the back of your car.  Your life would be forever changed by the next few moments.  You would be thinking “My kids, are they ok?”  What if they weren’t?  What if you weren’t?  The minutes waiting for the rescue crew to come would be agonizingly long.

    On the way to work today, we got stuck in terrible traffic because of a car accident.  Accidents here are fairly common occurrences, but this one was particularly shocking to me.

    A bus had smashed into the back of a really small, gas-economic car, and had smashed out the back window.  We heard on the radio that one adult and 2 kids were in the hospital in critical condition from the accident.

    The car that was smashed was the same model car as our old car, which is not a safe car at all.  I am so grateful that God provided enough income (and wedding gifts!) for us to be able to get a “new” car.

    This afternoon, my husband and I took some time walking on the “boardwalk” on the lakefront, just enjoying each other.  We saw a magnificent sunset, all orange, pink and purple, lighting the sky, reflecting on the glass-smooth lake.  It was a beautiful day, with much to be grateful for, namely our lives and this precious time we have together.

  • savior of the month

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    wishing to find the hope in the blind

    the ones who cannot see beyond the pain and the rain

    and try to be free by flying free south always

    all the time wondering when

    the savior of the month will come down

    when the savior of the month will ride in on a star

    from the southern cross to venus’s tip

    he comes up riding on the horse on the hill

    the stray horse full of fleas and other debris

    the savior of the month is salvation to the soul of the wrong

    planning to fail again, fall again, die again

    he falls off the horse

    scared silent breathing up the hill

    the humid air beats upon the face

    of the little girl who only needs

    to be saved to be rescued to be loved

    to be held on the lap

    with curls being stroked

    and love profusely pouring out

    the savior of the month comes down

    from foreign lands and foreign tongues

    but whats that?

    I don’t know anything

    I don’t even know love

    don’t try to explain in English to me

    how much I love you

    or how much you care

    because I don’t want to understand

    the savior of the month always leaves me

    alone here without a tear to shed behind

    but hope therein it lies

    that not a tear falls and hoping that these fears fall

    from the stars with the savior to the earth

    shed again

    lighthearted breathing air that frees

    that saves that comes to save

    that always saves me

    June 2005, Recife, Brazil.  (just a little bit of cycnicism… i think i’ll be writing the sequel to this poem soon…)