Saturday, July 11, 2009

Life is a Gift

It is now 5:30 a.m. I have been up for an hour. I believe the reason could be the change of life thing kicking in, I am sure! My solution was not to waste an hour laying in bed, but to write. Here is my unedited poem from an early morning attempt to pen some poetry, and pray, until sleep arrives taking me back to bed.

Life is a gift
or so I have heard it said
yet often like other gifts
it is disregarded,
taken for granted, abused,
not embraced or cherished.

Each life is unique,
full of colors and textures,
to create a beautiful portrait
that fits into a larger frame
marked by grace.

When pictures fall
or fade away
into darkness
colors are washed away
and textures
become broken and dull

only loves
unconditional color
can bring back light
to reveal a present
worth a second chance
to open and explore
numerous new possibilities.

Life is a gift
to hold,
and explore
questions to ask are:
how has your portrait been painted?
who has painted it?
what color is your world?

(who is now going back to bed!)
I guess the poem was ready to be birth.


Andrea said...

Life is definately a gift...blessings, andrea

sojourner said...

Thank you for the gift of these beautiful words. I like the portrat they paint of your life's insight. Sleep in peace dear sister....your presence has been missed in this place.

Robin said...

Andrea thanks for coming over--life is a gift--it breaks my heart when it is wasted.

Sojourner--I have missed your kind words and Yvette your post was incrediable.

Peter Stone said...

That's beautiful, Robin. Loved the contrast between wasting the gift and recognising the gift, and the questions at the end give pause to reflect on what we are doing with God's gift of life.

Rinkly Rimes said...

A poem that wakes you in the night is very precious. I'm sure your sleep was peaceful and dreamless after you'd written your lovely words.

Robin said...

Peter and Brenda thank you for your kind words. My desire is not to waste my life, but to surrender it fulfilling the plans and follow the path for my life. At times it can become hard and tedious. You both are amazing writers, thank you for sharing your thoughts and visiting.

BabYpose said...

Dear Robin

It takes a thought to make a word
And it takes some words to make an action
And it takes some work to make it work
It takes some good to make it hurt
It takes some bad for satisfaction - Jason Mraz

It takes You for me to realise life is gift and to appreciate, to live the life we live. Thanks for sharing. A night to remember :)

Chris said...


Alleluiabelle said...

My Dear, Dear Friend,

Life certainly IS a precious gift never to be taken for granted. I love your poem and these words taken from it:

"Each life is unique,
full of colors and textures,
to create a beautiful portrait
that fits into a larger frame
marked by grace."

Absolutely beautiful, my friend. I'm so happy I stopped in to say hi and as a result, received this wonderful gift from you to all of us.

We are heading out tomorrow for my husband's heart cath in Burlington, VT. scheduled for Wednesday. Please keep him and I in your prayers.

Love you,

Anonymous said...

everyday... a gift... when you live with chronic illness, it's a hard one not to humbly accept. This poem beautifually frames this referrence.

LisaShaw said...

Awesome sharing Robin.

GIFT indeed!


Anonymous said...

Often times King David writes of lying awake in his bed...and the words that came during those times are so moving. There is something mysterious and mind-awakening about being the only one awake in the dim light of morning. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me!

Prairie Chick said...

really like this, Robin.

a beautiful portrait
that fits into a larger frame
marked by grace.

mmm... may my textures and colors reflect His grace.

Monica said...

Just a little hello...and praying you are sleeping well!

Robin said...

Hello Everyone,

Thank you all stopping by and leaving a comment! I seem to be in a completion season of my life so the next season will be open to release new things. I know prolific writing is coming again soon...but for the next few weeks I am in completion mode. Love to all of you.

sojourner said...

Where are you?