a Tuesday (Monday) Haiku Where do I belong? Not here, not there, anywhere. I am the sand pearl Moira Levant © May 26 2020
Life
Photo by Quang Nguyen Vinh on Pexels.comPhoto by Edu Carvalho on Pexels.com I wish I knew what better to say to you passage of time never sways it's task at hand we poor mortals feel time lag, or speed inside in a way lose life to the passage of time the important the time to…
beetles tunes
elenore rigby lonely people are lonely they do feel unseen Moira Levant © February 8th 2020 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HuS5NuXRb5Y
Life
When you laugh at others pain doesn't that hurt you? When you cannot see the good an enemy can do, When reconciliation takes 2nd place to ego, can we ever rise and see the other sides yes, plural, sides for there are multiple views of the same thing all valid can we ever laugh together,…
winter haiku
winter weather spring 65 on Christmas day record snow elsewhere Moira Levant © January 14 2020
Hillsborough Disaster 1989
Awhile ago I wrote about Hillsborough. Recently I have revisted the disaster. The families of the 96 people who died have been trying for 30 years to discover the truth of what happened and to hold someone responsible. The main policemen was charged, but aquitted last month in a court trial. 3 years before that…
Blessing
Awhile back I heard Halcyon speak about a priest who had experienced Burning Man back in 2015. I was intriuged and looked up the sermon Fr. Brian Baker did just after he got back. Here is his blessing The world nowis too dangerousand too beautifulfor anything but love. I bless your eyes be so blessed…
Changing the Baton
The runner is exhausted step after step they take a new runner waits hand outstretched poised, ready to start the old runner stumbles but does not fall picks up their speed as the crowd cheers them on ready for the end of their leg no race is this merely time passing the pace is always…
Chanukkah
darkness threatened them yet the lamp's light kept burning piercing the darkness Moira Levant © December 29th 2019
Faith
Faith in Love? Maybe. What of Hope, dare the hopeless? Trust in self, the heart. Faith in Love? Maybe. Changing times, the ebb and flow, nothing stays the same. What of hope? Hopeless? The river of time passes, smoothing rough edges. Trust in self, the heart. Always speaks true, listen well! Everything is good. Moira…
