Just some thoughts...

Every day, as I write Poetiquejustis, I pray it will be a blessing to someone.
Today, I hope it is you.

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Sail On

Bad memories can attach themselves
like barnacles to the hull of our life
Richard Paul Evans
The Mistletoe Promise
They come when you least expect them
As you are falling asleep
As you stare thoughtfully in to a cup of cappucino
The memories
like clips from a film noir
Where do they come from
Why now, when everything else is calm
Perhaps that is why they come
- because the sea of your soul 
is calm enough for you to hear them
and they must be heard
But you....you can sail on now
and leave them in your wake
and that's poetiquejustis
"For behold, I create new heavens and a new earth; 
And the former things will not be remembered or come to mind."
Isaiah 65:17