The Raspberry Hour
written by
Jeannette Zink
The sun now rests on the waning magenta
and lavender rays of our daylight hours.
Time has scattered hither and thither,
as if raspberry swirls
on top this chocolate mousse of a day.
Secrets and regrets veiled in the aromatic
scents of our rosemary and thyme memories.
The nightscape soon to take lead role in the narrative of our fantasies
and tomorrow’s truths.
This is our raspberry hour when we pause
and self-evaluate the swirls of our day.
We search through misty fragments of
successes and failures,
and appeal to the gods of our maybe tomorrows –
well, maybe tomorrow I will do better.
Our sleepy eyelids lower with the
window shade of this day,
and we give thanksgiving for every single
great and small blessing.
We are now free to join the night in a
stroll made clear
by starlight beams and mystic dreams.
Yes, maybe tomorrow we will do better
and be so much wiser
before next we bow to our raspberry hour.
The universe gently wraps its loving arms
around our unsure soul, and
whispers lyrics of encouragement to a
weary spirit.
Come dance, beckons the nighttime
hour,
do not toss and turn with misery that come to
mind,
this the midnight gala and you the
welcomed guest.
Enjoy the party ... you are the guest
of honor.
Graciously, I thank you, gifts of the
night,
nurturer of my frustrations and
sorrows;
our time together a treasure well
spent.
Now, dear night; with deep respect,
I must release you and these rosemary and
thyme memories;
and, turn to greet the graceful light
of unconditional love
found inside each waiting God-given gift.
The sun will soon dawn and bravely I lift
the window shade on a brand new day.
Maybe today I will do better …
maybe today will be the day that I
shout courageously
on the tip toes of wonders and greatness.
Maybe this will be the day that I
share the best of me.
Yes, today will be that day …
before next we bow to our raspberry
hour.
Peace be with You,
on your pilgrimage
and
before next you bow
to the
raspberry
hour.
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