color me fragile
by Elouise
color me fragile
transparent windows open
to waves of music
floating through winter’s cold nights
from stars and planets waiting
to welcome me home
I think often of death these days. Not as something to fear, but as a reminder that today’s music won’t wait for tomorrow. It’s here. Now. Waiting to be experienced, honored, held close. A reminder of the good that has come my way and the good people who still sing to me when I feel lonely, scared or overwhelmed. Many now wait to welcome me home.
Morose? No. It’s food for my soul. A warm fuzzy blanket to wrap around me when I begin to falter. It’s the reason I greet each day with expectancy and hope mixed with sadness. Life sometimes feels heavy to bear. Then those reminders come floating in. A gift, if not proof, that I’ve had and have a life beyond the life I see and remember.
Praying your day is filled with graceful music from unexpected sources.
Elouise♥
© Elouise Renich Fraser, 5 January 2019
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Wow it was wonderful
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Thank you kindly, meloheart! 🙂
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You are welcome
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This is a lovely post, thank you. I’m thinking about death a lot too – I have been for the last year, since my mother suddenly became frail – and I see it now as the next great adventure. Not to be yearned for, yet, but waiting for us until the perfect time for release.
Meantime, the party goes on, in small ways and large. Take care, angel. ((xxx))
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You’re welcome, dear Fran. Yes, how quickly it all goes by, even though it feels unbearably slow sometimes. I pray each visit with your mother will be filled with truth, love, and unexpected happiness. 🙂 Hugs galore. Elouise
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Thank you! 😀 xxx
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Expressed beautifully, and how I feel sometimes too.
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Thank you, Candice. 🙏🏻
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Yes, indeed, beautifully expressed. I too am expecting to see my maker at any time.
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Thank you, Waldo. I think of you and Leta often. Warm and hugs for both of you. 💜💕
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I’m feeling my departure date is now fast approaching, “”and I ain’t waiting for nobody”” 😈
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Time waits for no one, either. Still, I hope each remaining day brings you something wonderful and unexpected. 😊🎶
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