It always
happens
when I
need it most,
a flash
of light
understanding
undemanding
focus
directed out
of myself
and into
another
(a greater
cause with
no applause),
simple service
quietly given
character
driven love,
as I watched
him speak
barely above
a whisper
I strained to
hear the
inner wishes
of a heart
torn apart,
the youngest
ones grow up
and when
we see their
destiny
sparkling
behind
tender eyes,
we know the
time to grow
their lives
is now,
the greatest
gift of all:
urging them
to stand up tall
believe in
the credos of
strength
and freedom
that is all
you’ll ever
need to dance
the dance
of life,
it’s all within
your reach,
to be and smile
and learn…
and teach!

 

©J.W.WINSLOW 4/1/09

Out of the blue
there was
bright
morning sun
surprising
after the
cruel run of
pounding
slamming
weather
which barely
left my heart
together,
pummeling
souls in
her wake,
it’s always
a BIG
mistake to
underestimate
MONA,
(MOTHER
NATURE
FOR SHORT)
but my report
lies in what
happened
next,
when white
apple blossoms
opened on complex
barren branches
and suddenly
I looked up
to see
TWO OWLS
perched
in the
opposite tree,
I had to
run and
verify
I really
couldn’t
believe
my eyes,
but there
they were
as promised
by the
soothsayers
and the
dramas,
my medicine
from the
Indian Tree
two big
old Owls
to watch
over me…
it’s kind
of an
epiphany!

 

 

 

 

©J.W.WINSLOW 3/1/09

Masters of
the dawn
have come
home
sweeping
America
into a frenzy
unseen in
our lifetimes
and perhaps
ever,
was it like
this when
the patriots
conquered
those snippy
Brits
or freed
the slaves
after years
of gruesome
labor,
yet today
is really
the time
when all
those sins
are forgiven
for if we
are living
a dream
let it be now,
while we
are humbled
by our pitiful
mistakes
and soaring
to realize
that new
beginnings
are showing
themselves,
despite
it all
we will
not fall
we have
chosen this
hill upon
which to
stand
and we
will win:
NOW/BEGIN…

 

 

 

 

©J.W.WINSLOW 2/1/09