The River by Josh Groban And A Haiku

I woke this morning with these words swirling thought my mind….they quickly found their way into a haiku…

Then, while sipping coffee and perusing FB…this song popped up in my feed…I’d not heard it before…but after listening to it I couldn’t help but feel it wasn’t a coincidence that I wrote what I did and then found this amazing song……..

 

Some days I can’t say why I’m feeling lonely
And some days I am too proud to ask for help
And I stumble through the noise trying to find some peace
A stranger in the crowd, I lose myself

So I walk down to the river
Where the troubles, they can’t find me
Let the waters there remind me
The sun will be there when we wake
I walk down to the river
Though I might not understand it
It’s not always as we planned it
But we grow stronger when we break
So I walk down to the river
I walk down to the river

This raging world can get so overwhelming
Looking for a meaning when it won’t make sense
In my head it’s getting loud like I can’t outrun this cloud
No matter where I go well there I am

So I walk down to the river
Where the troubles, they can’t find me
Let the waters there remind me
The sun will be there when we wake
I walk down to the river
Though I might not understand it
It’s not always as we planned it
But we grow stronger when we break
So I walk down to the river
I walk down to the river

Let the calm pull me under
Far beyond the thunder
And tell me it will all be okay
Let the waves take all my worries
Conquer them with fury
Give me shelter, be my escape

I walk down to the river
Where the troubles, they can’t find me
Let the waters there remind me
The sun will be there when we wake
I walk down to the river
Though I might not understand it
It’s not always as we planned it
But we grow stronger when we break
So I walk down to the river
I walk down to the river
I walk down to the river
I walk down to the river, to the river
To the river
I walk down, oh oh oh oh
To the river, oh oh
Oh oh oh oh

Read more: Josh Groban – River Lyrics | MetroLyrics

 

Dragonfly by Fleetwood Mac

Stumbled upon this this by accident….

 

 

And when the roses are half-bud soft flowers
And lovely as the king of flies has come
It was a fleeting visit, all too brief
In three short minutes, he had been and gone

He rested there upon an apple leaf
A gorgeous opal crown sat on his head
Although the garden is a lovely place
Was it worthy of so fine a guest

Oh
Oh
Oh
Oh

 

My Absence Explained..Sorta. Dealing With Florence

It seems I’ve been neglecting my WP Blog and those I follow the last few weeks. Quite honestly, I’ve been feeling/dealing with a shift of sorts. I know the fact that I’m coming up on Jim’s 2 year Angelversary is a part of it. My emotional state of being is all over the place right now……..I’ve found ‘my tribe’ so to speak in a widow/widowers MeetUp group from Raleigh. Through the group I’m making friends who get it and fully understand the ups and downs of this journey…….the cool and exciting thing is I’m helping them as much and they’re helping me. I’m exploring the possibility of setting up a writing therapy session amongst us and our weekly coffee/lunch dates…these thoughts and ideas are still in their infancy, but I’m excited about them……

 

Now, as some of you may know, I moved here to North Carolina 17 months ago. We’re in the midst of dealing with this storm named Florence…   

As a steady rain continues to fall here in my neck of the woods, my thoughts and prayers are with all my fellow Carolinians who have been seriously impacted by this storm.

As of this moment, I am still spared any damage or inconvenience, and for that I am so very Grateful. Though I refused to openly admit going into this, my first real storm since Jim died, I was/am frightened. As the forecast for us changed(s), I decided to stay put and ride the storm out at home. My concern of course were and are my trees. Surrounded as I am by them, I continue to hope and pray that as the ground softens with all this rain, they will stay  grounded and rooted..they do of course pose a danger, yet the tree lover in me can’t help but hold on to her Faith that they will remain standing to watch over me…

 

The rain still falls….tornado and flood watches continue to pop up……I walk my property, hope and pray for the best.