Friday, October 13, 2006

I Remember


It was a yawning, a yearning that had settled dearly, deeply in the quiet side of wondering, that played a softer, sadder melody that I couldn’t sleep away. The minor chords were haunting in their paradoxical dark droning. The unsettling symphony was light and dark, night and day.

Was I too much? Was I too little? Did I give up or give myself too freely? Would I never find the parts I need, never to be back where I should be? Would I be wandering, hopelessly dancing through hallways that shouldn’t be in the dreams that I couldn’t dream away?

Holding to my heart, I couldn’t help but fight. So with a soldier’s soul I surrendered and stood my ground. I won the world and wandered it. I heard heaven and touched wood smooth as stone. Once the sunset spread a path of light across the water for me to walk upon. When I stepped out I was golden, truly blessed. Then it was gone. I was lost again.

I couldn’t hold my own hand.

Then a friend said something that made sense, that defined me.

Suddenly, I remember what I forgot.

God is in his heaven and angels really are everywhere.

I am here.

Angels really are everywhere.
−me strauss Letting me be

6 comments:

Tell No One said...

I'm too tired to cry but my eyes are filled with tears. Tears of relief and happiness.
I'm so happy to be here, in the Now to see you writing these things. To say, I knew her when she wrote them, or at least I knew her words when she wrote them.

Katrina

ME Strauss said...

Dear Katrina,
Yes you know me and I know you. And we both know the meanding of the words I wrote. They are dear words from the heart. I am glad you are a part of my life.

bradford said...

Angels have wing because they take themselves lightly. G.K.Chesterton

ME Strauss said...

Thanks Bradford,
I need to remember that too. Lightness is a trait I aspire to.

Dawn said...

I couldn’t hold my own hand.

Liz, this line made me think.
It reminds me just how much humans need one another. There are times when all we can do is hold anothers' hand. And sometimes,that is enough.

Angels really are everywhere. You are God's angel for me.

ME Strauss said...

What a profound, yet simple comment you write there, Dawn. We need one another. We sure do. We are the angels that are everywhere.