Monday, August 10, 2009

Morning Concert

I return to this tiny bit of reflection ... because I like the way that it makes me feel. Not a complicated formula for deciding ... and one that I smile at the consideration of. This post constitutes the 599th time that I have shared a posting with You, My ever-enduring Friend and Reader. (Next posting will be number 600 ... amazing!)

With the close of this day, I will be leaving the comforts of my Friends' lovely home, and returning to the far-less accommodating elements of my own dwelling place.

Many Folk take a holiday from their usual, and normal environment and go camping. I, in essence, camp all through the year. These past few days have constituted my holiday from the primitive style of my usual circumstances. I have luxuriated in hot running water ... a kitchen with full compliment of appliances for convenient cooking (AND a sink with running water ... RIGHT THERE! Cool!) I have enjoyed the accommodating convenience of a flushing toilet; windows with a wonderful view, in addition to the brilliance of sunlight; and NO traffic noise!! Wow! (My Place is situated on one of the busiest roadways in the county.) AND ... I have had the facility of a working computer. Hence, my communication with You, of late. And, as if all of that were not far more than enough ... my Darling Friends welcomed me to the use of their sweet little Honda Civic (and even left a gift card for gas!) [smile]

Yes indeed! This has been sweet!!

I do not know when I will be able to speak with You again. You can be sure that you will be actively occupying all of those wonderful places that are yours, in my Heart. When I can again access a computer, I will be back to you. Be certain of that! [loving smile]

All that said ... her is that little Bit that I spoke of earlier. I hope that it makes You, Dear One, feel good too.
I love You.

Morning Concert

The tacet eloquence of your eyes,

The gentle melody of your smile,

The tranquil harmonies of your spirit,

Orchestrate to greet me with …

A morning concert of ... YOU.


(29 October 04)
(revised 10 August 2009)

IMAGE: Through the gracious courtesy of Ian Britton,


Suza said...

Beautiful words... from a beautiful spirit. Thank you, dear one.

Anonymous said...

As lovely as your visit away from your usual abode has been, the words "no place like home" spring into mind. I will miss your posting until we meet again. I may not always comment, but I always read your endearing words.

lime said...

i'm so glad you've been able to enjoy this time at your friends' house and how very kind of them to leave you with a gas card as well. i'll miss seeing you around the blogosphere until you are granted access again.

thanks for the lovely verse at the end too. :)

aims said...

I think your own home must be a mansion in its own way JM. I think when you walk through that door once more you will sigh at its familiar smell and sights. Yes - there is 'no place like home'. Dorothy said it true.

Still - what a lovely holiday you have had. I can imagine your joy at it all.

Calli said...

Happy you enjoyed your time. This poem is just beautiful!

Be well and enjoy these last weeks of summer, my friend!


Suldog said...

I'll just say "ditto" to Lime's comment. Love you, John-Michael!

nitebyrd said...

I'm glad you enjoyed your "vacation", John-Michael. You'll be in my thoughts.

ज़ाकिर अली ‘रजनीश’ said...

Nice Blog. Congrats.
-Zakir Ali ‘Rajnish’
{ Secretary-TSALIIM & SBAI }
[Editor- Children’s Poem & Adult’s Poem]

Suldog said...

Hi, J-M! Hope all is well. Just letting you know we miss you, friend!

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