Three Poems that may or may not belong together

These poems are three I choose at random early in the a.m. hours. One was written in 1994, one in 2007 and one just last month. Why these three are together, is not mine to say, I simply post them here for you to read. Blessings

>> I have a cry within that screams and streams>> muffled by the numbness of my mind.>>>> At night it comes to me>> In the silence of the house when I am all alone>>>> Beginning as a whisper, reflected in the memories of> the day>> It's insistent voice is heard.>>>> There's something wrong, something's wrong.>>>> Another being is trying to get my attention>> to show it's face,>> to breathe a breath>>>> The things we see are never what we think>> What we think is never what we see>>> --


LIKE A WOMAN

YOU CANNOT RUSH A SUNRISE

. . . LIKE A WOMAN

SHE CAN'T BE RUSHED

IT TAKES TIME TO TURN THE NIGHT TO DAY

A CEREMONY

A SUBTLE TRANSFORMATION

SOMETIMES TEASING, SQUEEZING OUT EACH MOMENT

BARELY PERCEPTABLE
UNTIL A BREEZE AWAKENS SENSES AND THE LIGHT APPEARS

.. . .LIKE A WOMAN

WARM AND GLOWING
FLUSHED WITH COLOR
ANTICIPATORY
FLIRTING
SPREADING OUT

AN EVER CHANGING CENTER
GLOWING HOT AND STRONG

REACHING
WANTING
DANCING
LIGHTENING
AWAKENING

GIVING SIMPLE SIGNALS
I AM HERE
AWAKE
ARISE
A NEW MOMENT HAS ARRIVED

LIKE A WOMAN WITH HER LOVER
SPREADING MORE
KNOWING EVERY NOOK AND CRANNY OF THE SKY

DISPELLING DARKNESS
TURNING MAGIC INTO LIGHT

THEN LIKE AN ORGASM
THE SUN APPEARS

AS PROMISED . . .
AS HOPED FOR . . .

COMPLETE

BEGINS ANOTHER DAY

Commitment

We are caught on the edge of a swirl

Things rush by us

Never to land and always moving

We are pushed to stay where we are
or to relax and fall into a stupor

Commitment means letting go of all that and trusting!

I have a commitment where once there was a void
I built it with broken dreams,
and broken promises
and wishful thinking
and many other things.

One by one as my commitment grew,
the broken things fell by the wayside
and now, they no longer exist

But Commitment Does!

TRUST!!