Morning invocation

015

Replenish my laughter

Renew my dedication

Reinforce my willingness

Recall my wonder

Revise my vision

Recant my whining

Review my virtues

Reinforce my faith

Revisit my goals

Rededicate my purpose

Revisit my mission

Repel my fears

Revamp my direction

Rekindle the holy fire

Remove my worrying

Re-finish my countenance

Repeat this invocation

Rearrange my song

Re-acquaint me with my dance

Refill my heart

Recall my joy and gratitude

Retool my attitude

Return my vigilance

Refresh my curiosity

Refurbish my energy

Redo my artistry

Retouch my spirit

Rebuff my fears

Regulate my energy

Remember my purpose

Redecorate my life  

Return my love for others

026

I do not want to fight you any more..

71903_10150101783183747_551553746_7369094_7986930_nI do not want to fight you any more..My will is broken. I finally know the score. I do not want to fight you any more..My learning curve is twisted. My  mind is  blistered. I do not want to fight you any more..I will surrender now to be free. More like You ..less like me. I do not want to fight you any more..

Cabin fever…

Colin Hall
Colin Hall
Cabin fever has gone on too long
Time to write or sing a song.
Time to paint and make some color
Or a luncheon date with your favorite feller.
You know you want to 
cover up your head 
take hot chocolate back to your bed
Or go out on an adventure instead.
February has its ruse
But its purpose at the moment
Has escaped the muse. 
Time for baking some homemade bread
to eat with hot chocolate back to your bed.
TIme for a haircut or some new spring shoes
Time for a night of jazz and the blues.
Cause this white on white on white
Has gone on too long…
Time for some hyacinths in my living room
And dinner party when they bloom.
Time for day with just the girls
Dig out the wee black dress and a string of pearls.
Time for me to stop complaining
With all this snow…at least it’s not raining. 
Colin Hall
Colin Hall

 

Reach out…

Colin Hall
Colin Hall

I watch

as the writer

reaches for the quill, 

as the artist uses colour

and hones their skill.

I seek to learn

as the musician

strokes the right key

I wonder in amazement of all the harmony. 

All of nature begins to unfold

in the morning majestic sunrise

or in the evening’s reds and golds.

I am fulfilled in joyous gratitude

as the love of the Creator fills my life.

I reach out to another

to walk with them through strife.

I reach inward now to give thanks

at the end of my days

To live in loving service to share the love in praise.

MaryHelen Feris   Jasper National Park  2008
MaryHelen Ferris  Jasper National Park 2008