The Answers Appear All Around

Christmas, poem, town, Tiburon, worshipping, spirits

Photo by Eddie Frank, Gas Lamp Productions

In my little town,  the lights sparkle

Like diamond dust thrown in the wind

Lifted by souls of the living

Who search for the gift of pure joy.

 

Like diamond dust thrown in the wind

Questions fly to neighbors near and far

Who search for the gift of pure joy

While admiring the view of the world.

 

Questions fly to neighbors near and far

Are you happy, or sad, or just neutral?

While admiring the view of the world

Where the cardinal and pelican play.

 pelican, San Francisco Bay, Belvedere

Are you happy or sad, or just neutral

Living in towns, cities and farms

Where the cardinal and pelican play

With wings full of wisdom and grace.

red cardinal, snow

Photo by Carla Bradley Evans

 Living in towns, cities, and farms

Worshipping spirits and stars from above

With wings full of wisdom and grace

The answers appear all around.

 

snow falling, winter, New England

Photo by Susan Licht

Worshipping spirits and stars from above

While snow dances or sun sets with a splash

The answers appear all around

If we listen to trumpeting truths.

 sunset, splash

While snow dances or sun sets with a splash

From sea to shining sea

If we listen to trumpeting truths

The message can give us all peace.

 

From sea to shining sea

We embrace the spirits who soar

The message can give us all peace

Love and joy are in each part of us.

holiday spirit, love

Happy Holidays to you, and may peace and joy abound in your life.

 

25 thoughts on “The Answers Appear All Around

  1. Happy Holidays! Peaceful and joyful right now. Having ten days of vacation, extra time with family, more reading and writing and editing time.

    • You got the message, all right. Peace and joy definitely abound in your life. Enjoy the Christmas spirit (and the valued time). So wonderful to become blogging friends with you this past year.

    • I send you warm, heartfelt thanks for all of your support and comments this year, as well as your fabulous blog on life as a dad, husband, writer, cartoonist, artist, fiddler, lover-of-rats, and all-around-great guy.

  2. That’s really nice Pam, and I’m no poetry lover at all. Great selection of pics too – love that pink bird who looks so fed up.
    Is that your town, Tiburon? It resembles Cork (Ireland) in the way it marches steadily up the hill like that.

    • Thanks so much, Roy. I’m not a poet, but I love writing acoustic poetry like this, which has a structure and rhythm that inspires me. The red cardinal was photographed by my friend, Carla, who lives in New Jersey, where the cardinal loves to show off in the snow. Here in Tiburon, no snow, just lots of lit-up hills and water views. I think I’d love Cork!

  3. What a lovely poem, Pam. I think I’m happy, sad, neutral, every emotion in between, up above and under. Embracing the soaring spirits on this Solstice weekend and beyond. Enjoy these holydays!

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