Just some thoughts...

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






Sunday, August 23, 2020

Tis a Muddle

We sit in the mud... and reach for the stars.
Ivan Turgenev
When life seems like a   muddle
 And the waters have been muddied
 by the words that people say and things they do

When your boots seemed stuck and mired


And you really are quite tired

From the muddle that seems like life to you

Grab that mud and make some mud pies

Leave your footprints
Make a disguise


Take the muddle and build a stairway to the sky!
and that's poetiquejustis
I waited patiently for the LORD;
He turned to me and heard my cry.
He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire;
He set my feet on a rock 
Psalm 40:1-2