Dear Sillies,
How are you? Well, that's too big of a question, so I'll just say BE SAFE. Be warm. Be loved. We're faring okay despite CA's state of emergency. But the stormy weather won't let up any time soon. I'm keeping positive thoughts for us all.
And for today: I was fortunate enough to be in the audience over twenty years ago when Coretta Scott King, Martin Luther King's then widow, who passed away in 2006; gave a moving speech. Even more awesome, that speech was delivered to a Jewish audience. (George Santos wasn't there. Note: He's Jew-ish. He was born Catholic. Ask him. Smiles. Oy vey.) As I was saying, I couldn't have felt more directly connected with the Reverend's teachings.
As catastropic as things may seem, there's always reason for hope. Without hope, there's no courage.A hopeful, brave week to you!
Courage
Extending the dance
When you’ve long lost your groove
Swimming to shore too frail to move.
Stepping towards light, when darkness abounds
Permitting a laugh amid no other sounds.
Confronting a beast no one should endure
It strikes with no warning, no reprieve and no cure.
Swimming to shore too frail to move.
Stepping towards light, when darkness abounds
Permitting a laugh amid no other sounds.
Confronting a beast no one should endure
It strikes with no warning, no reprieve and no cure.
Snuggling with hope, when the pain you can’t bare
Unveiling your heart in the face of despair.
Conveying a smile, when you’d much rather cry
Speaking the truth though it’s safer to lie.
Taking a stance, when integrity’s lost
Forcing what’s right in spite of the cost.
Unveiling your heart in the face of despair.
Conveying a smile, when you’d much rather cry
Speaking the truth though it’s safer to lie.
Taking a stance, when integrity’s lost
Forcing what’s right in spite of the cost.
Holding to faith in your value and worth
Maintaining a grace that softens the earth.
Passing with ease
As you air your last breath
A hero whose soul
Transcends life
and death.
by me, Robyn Alana Engel
Did you write the poem? It's neat that you met MLK's wife. Isn't George Santos a piece of work. You can't even make up this stuff. He missed his calling. He should have been a fiction writer, for he spins so many tales and people believe him.
ReplyDeleteThanks for asking - I added my name at the bottom. Yes, I wrote it. Haha - George Santos. Oy vey. I wonder if he can write. Seems too dense.
DeleteBeautiful poem. Yours?
ReplyDeleteHope is a fragile essential.
Again, you're most eloquent - "a fragile essential." It takes strength and courage to embrace it for any length of time, yes. Love you.
DeleteI've been seeing some of the videos from California. Lots of rain and flooding. Here in Vegas we are getting some of the leftover rain.
ReplyDeleteAnd then there's Starbucks, ever untouchable. A tree fell in front of a downtown Sacramento Starbucks. But that chain will outlast the cockroach.
DeleteStay dry.
Another lovely and heartfelt poem, Robyn. Glad you're safe from the worst of the rains and floods where you are!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your care and concern, Debra.
DeleteYou need the rain. Badly! I'd pick the rain and mudslides over drought and fires.
ReplyDeleteWe really do. It's a blessing for all and a curse for some.
DeleteMeaningful poem. I felt what you wrote. Here down in San Diego, we have been soaked. Drought is at bay.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Susan. Do take care. I appreciate your stopping by.
DeleteThat's cool you were there to hear her speak.
ReplyDeleteHope you get rain soon!
Thanks, Alex. The blue sky is nice right now, and we do need the rain. I'm just a wimpy gal who shivers a lot.
DeleteHe had such a great message and one of hope, something that seems so lost today.
ReplyDeleteIt's lost in all sorts of mental un-wellness, Diane. I agree, sadly.
DeleteI do hope you're well, though.
He was a great man and a true leader. We don't have too many of those right now.
ReplyDeleteStay safe! You've been in my thoughts!
I appreciate you, Elizabeth. It's a bit scary.
DeleteHow lovely it must have been to hear Coretta Scott King's speech.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Love you, JJ.
DeleteThese are great words you wrote and they touched my heart. You were lucky to see this lady give a powerful speech. Let's hope yourcweather finds a middle ground between drought and floods...geez, that sounds biblical.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by my blog. I feel very strongly about the history of the Jewish people. I get angry, in fact. Please stop by the post, just below. It is about David Draiman.
ReplyDeletevery inspirational post all around. Dr. King was a beacon. It's just sad that his work is not done, nor do I see huge progress for many. But we all must persevere. Your poem is lovely and hits the right notes. Your heart is big and that's a good thing.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear that rain wise you are hanging in there. It just looks so devastating. Take good care my friend.
I think, even today, he's still a beacon of sanity in the U.S. As for the other gentleman you mentioned, yeah...no. He needs to fade away and try something different.
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