Timelessness, eternity, and the phrase forever in a day simmers in the pot of my mind.
Timelessness, eternity, forever in a day.
Unheard to the natural ear,
but recognized
within the chambers of my heart,
a soliloquy utters my spirit’s voice.
Hearkening,
I learn to see and know myself,
in truth sublime,
His divine nature within myself.
Discovery of the sages,
timelessness, eternity,
forever in a day
to live, to be.
Once upon a time, I could write my future, or so I thought. As an intuitive organizer, researcher and planner, I prepared myself and my family for adventures in living: family life, camping trips, excursions to different places, service projects, sports, museums, zoos, cemeteries, beaches, and Science Centers. Children grew up with strong wings to fly on their own, responsible, kind, compassionate and determined, they set off to nest. Unexpectedly, after 38 years of marriage, my husband, best friend, confidant, and companion left the realm of our future to dwell behind a veil of death’s parting.
Today, I look over the last four and a half years of struggles, smiles, laughter, tears, and newly discovered parts of myself, amazement filling my heart to overflowing gratitude. Incredible moments of gut-wrenching prayerful pleadings and the reassuring answers received through solemn experiences in solitude have been my rudder, steering me with divine engineering knowledge. Faith and hope act as trusted stabilizers while I continue to voyage through unexplored seas.
My adventure unfolds as I wake each day to kneel, attune my desires, seek reality, and feel the truth guiding me. Constant communication, even with my weakness in speech, is interpreted within my heart. I listen. Solitude is not aloneness or loneliness. It is a state of stillness, wherever I am, though I usually have no physical companionship.
Always an introvert,
unsure of myself,
uncomfortable in crowds,
secure in my room,
sports, and outdoors,
I reach into clouds
seeking to see beyond,
illuminated by guiding stars,
answering whispering winds,
I feel the tender voice,
a little less reticent.
Each day anew,
my heart, a stew.
A feast divine,
in truth sublime.
Adventurous,
my soul to bless.
Each dawning bride,
her veil doth hide,
but will reveal,
the Master’s seal
to seeking souls,
eternal scrolls.
Eternity
breathes within me.
Warmth’s sunrise glow
beckons. “Follow.”
Vanishing mists,
life’s precious gifts.
My thirsty heart,
receiving living water,
gift of eternal nourishing,
reveals a sprouting seed,
divinely rooting,
the truth of me.
Once upon a time, I thought I was writing my future.
Under the guidance and guardianship of God and His blessing, I voiced my thankfulness, concerns and ignorance.
How little I truly understood though my faith buoyed my voyage.
I know His blessings.
I was and still am guided.
Now, about my future, I write one day at a time as the mists lift above for me to see and, most importantly feel, the warming touch of His grace. I rely on the One who helms and calms the storms, dispels mists, and pilots me to safe shores of green pastures. I appreciate the importance of misty realms in my life, their beauty to behold.
Truth, in my heart, I know.
In unity with Him, I grow.
Doubt, in stillness, retreats, subdued.
My thoughts in solitude.
Alone with the divine,
my eyes now see we intertwine.
Timelessness, eternity, forever in a day.
Now, what comes next?
Patiently I try to live while breathing of goodness and await the veil of night to rise with the dawn.
And the thoughts keep coming.
Life Happens . . . so do Thoughts in Solitude
© Vicki Nicholls 2021
Beautiful words, thoughts, feelings………..makes my heart fill with tears…….my soul aches in empathy…..but also in wonder and awe at the deep soul searching and baring to the world…..the confidence in sharing…..the reaching….the courage and bare honesty…..the shining hope……I am humbled.