Montag, 8. Juli 2019
Samstag, 6. Juli 2019
Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (90)
Joy
True
joy will only be found
Beyond
the gates of death
Freedoms
portals may be walked
Beyond
our tears and stress
Enduring
loss, grief and pain
Will
some sweet day be joys refrain?
Mittwoch, 3. Juli 2019
Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (89)
The
Door
So
close to that mysterious door
Fear
bids the soul to enter in.
Death
is not foe, but friend!
Don’t
linger take his hand.
For
beyond that secret door
You will
find that blissful shore.
Where
all pains all sorrows flee.
Happy
there your soul will be.
Go my
friend, don’t look behind.
Glory
land you there will find.
In your
makers fond embrace,
Feel
his love, behold his face.
There
you will come to understand
Death
is not foe
But
loving friend.
The
Stair
Oh
dear, once again I stand,
Rail
held tied in hand,
At the
bottom of does dreaded stairs.
Wishing
I was fit, young and fancy free
Like a
little bird without a single care.
Wishing
I could fly, or just go hop, hop,
Quickly
from one stair unto another,
Now it’s
plain to see for old folks like me
Climbing
Stairs is really quiet a bother.
Now I
would not mind, no! I would not care
Someone
big and strong, hoist me up that stair.
Breezing
out a sigh, think of years gone by,
When a
favoured past time was to rock and roll.
When
on mountain track weight down with a pack
All
the rocks and boulders under firm control.
Oh! I
had such fun when these knees were young,
Now the
memories of the past just fill the soul.
But I must
be fair, willingly declare
That
it’s someone else’s turn to go and do
All the
things of youth, whilst I face the truth
Standing
at the bottom of does dreaded stairs.
Dienstag, 25. Juni 2019
Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (88)
Love is blind
I perceive it’s true indeed,
Little rhymes to wisdom lead
So here is one to understand,
One to share with you my friend.
When man’s stomachs cry out loud,
The head is wrapped into a shroud,
And when the head makes up its mind
The heart is left ten miles behind.
On top of that what do we find?
When men’s hearts rule,
The man turns blind.
Turn blind and jet more clearly see,
The way things really ought to be.
Turn blind to fear, to fault, to ill.
Turn blind to see more clearly still
To see the things but good and true,
Search for the very best in you.
To find all that is good and kind.
It’s good to know some men turn blind.
Let’s close the quest of where or when
Our God looks on the hearts of men
Montag, 24. Juni 2019
Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (87)
I have Looked
I have looked at this world
From within, from without,
The longer I look, the lesser the doubt,
That all of her beauty is like unto a shroud,
To hide the true purpose of life.
We hurry, we toil three score years and more,
To build up this sphere made of clay.
Where power and greed,
Unceasing strife
Are the forces which bar,
The narrow road to eternal life.
Dienstag, 18. Juni 2019
Ingrids Auswahl - Ingrids Poetry (86)
The final moveThey have emptied the house, have swept every floor,Then turned the key that locks the door,Of this my home, for my time has come to move into a nursing home.It’s time I heard the young folks say! that she is cared for day by day,Where she is fed, where she is safe, dear Lord I wish it was my grave.The children all are married now, with families of their own,Moved far away and walk the streets of many a foreign town.Goodbye to you old apple tree, your old and worn-out just like me,We planted you the day we wed; A day this old heard won’t forget.Together faced the storms of life, shared joy and laughter, pain and strife,Suitcase all packed, one final walk past the old garden gate,My treasures in a carboard box, they say we’re running late!They say it’s all the best for me, they say I’m sure to findNew friends cause all the nurses there are always very kind,I’ll have a bed, my favourite chair,My photographs, my book, the precious things I ones adoredThe tide of life soon took, ah yes! dear Lord you blessed my lifeIn all the years gone by, I’ll stay until you call me home.My hourglass runs dry.
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