The heart of the matter, all wrapped in layers of soft,
Enfolding mystery, is the warm and creamy feeling
Of belonging, of being a part of something bigger.
Searching deep within, and you can always find
That connection. Your mind, indoctrinated as
It is from birth will try to deny this, but in
Your heart, you know it is true. We all
Are one, we all are made in a single
Spiritual image, and we share this
Kinship, this world and this life.
If we like it or not, we are one.
One in Spirit, One in life and
One in all our purposes.
Care for each another.
Care for our home.
The Heart of the Matter
Jerry E Smith
©7/31/16
A long life, lived in hardship and hard work. Desperation
And privation have left their marks. Deep lines of pain,
Anguish and sorrow etch the face and hands. Yet, I
Sense a feeling of tenderness, of having loved so
Many, that it all was worth it in the end. She’ll
Welcome her fate with open arms, and a glad
Heart, having fulfilled a good life. I wonder
Sometimes, if all we have to look forward
To on this plane, is aged decrepitude,
Why bother going on with the play?
Is it worth it to suffer the ‘slings
And the arrows of outrageous
Fortune?’ Why yes, yes it
Is. Our lives are marked
By the love we leave
Behind, not what
We have done
While we
Lived.
Lines in the Mirror
by
Jerry E Smith
©7/31/16
My life is like a mosaic, a stretched canvas,
Vignettes for each day
A simple little tile for each moment,
A fragment for each fleeting thought.
I would like to be able to see the mosaic,
But I can only see the “Now”
I remember the past with imperfection;
The bigger picture escapes me,
I dream of tomorrow, as through a glass,
Darkly,
But with hope it will not be so.
.•:¨ ¨:•.
"My life is like a Mosaic"
by
Jerry E Smith
©5/25/14
