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*Drinking From The Saucer*

_by John Paul Moore_
I’ve never made a fortune,

And I’ll never make one now

But it really doesn’t matter

‘Cause I’m happy anyhow. 

As I go along my journey

I’m reaping better than I’ve sowed

I’m drinking from the saucer

‘Cause my cup has overflowed. 

I don’t have a lot of riches,

And the going’s sometimes tough

But with kin and friends to love me

I think I’m rich enough. 

I thank God for the blessings

That His mercy has bestowed

I’m drinking from the saucer

‘Cause my cup has overflowed. 

He gives me strength and courage

When the way grows steep and rough

I’ll not ask for other blessings

For I’m already blessed enough. 

May we never be too busy

To help bear another’s load

Then we’ll all be drinking from the saucer

When our cups have overflowed.

*May your cup always overflow.*🙏

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Sometimes… 

The dance is always within us

Sometimes we forget the rhythm 

The song is always within us

Sometimes we forget the lyrics

The story is always within us 

Sometimes we forget the words

The answers are all within us

Sometimes we forget the questions

Everything that we need, is there

It’s just that, sometimes, we forget…. . . 
#morningwalkmagic #mysticmorning #morningwalkwonders #morningmusings #wordsandvisuals #summerrain #images #mywords

Sometimes… 

The dance is always within us

Sometimes we forget the rhythm 

The song is always within us

Sometimes we forget the lyrics

The story is always within us us

Sometimes we forget the words

The answers are all within us

Sometimes we forget the questions

Everything that we need, is there

It’s just that we forget…. 

Morning Thoughts 

Woke up to rain today morning

Heavy grey skies and slight breeze

Ruffling the fresh leaves on trees

To lie in bed or simply walk out? 

No need to deliberate, curse or shout

I wore my keds and simply walked

Through gentle rain, drivers gawked

Down I went as the road curled

With droplets landing like little pearls

On my weathered fleece jacket

And worn out keds

I saw the world through drops on my specs

And this thought then unfurled

Am I a world in a drop

Or a drop in the world? 

#morningwalkmagic #mysticmorning #morningwalkwonders #morningmusings #wordsandvisuals 

Encircled in Love 

Once a favorite 

childhood companion

Skipping and fluttering

In abandon,

playing in mud, like me

In puddles, like me

In bushes, like me

Fearless

Friendly

Energetic

Brown puffs
So little worry 

In their little life

Or so I thought

Even as they were

Systematically annihilated 

By callous mankind
Now they flutter 

Only in my imagination

Little friendly ghosts

From an almost forgotten 

Childhood
Sparrows

I Shed Tears…

I shed tears for shattered lives
I imagine the excitement as they choose

Matching bows and polished shoes

Laughter and joy, filling the air

As they joyously run, without a care

All venturing out for a little stroll

A fun-filled evening, their only goal

Unknown humanity, hundreds of lives

Parents, children, husbands, wives

Lie now broken like puppets, rag dolls

Flaying arms amid plaintive calls

Waiting for help, waiting for hope

Waiting for family, to help them cope

With senseless destruction, venom and spite

Spewing of which has become a rite

As lives bleed, the world shivers

Peace as Dove, on its bough, quivers

It flutters a little, sheds some feathers 

Looks on quietly as protesters gather

With candles lit in a silent March 

Wet cheeks and broken hearts

Flowers adorning, frozen smiles

Of precious members, truncated lives

It thinks about taking another flight

To better lands, with peace in sight

Somewhere with less darkness, more light…