How many prayers, cries, footsteps
How many lives, laughs, fears
Countless and many, fervent and lukewarm
Yet all were seen, heard, answered, loved
By Christ who sees, hears, answers, and loves
c2024 Lisa Lyons
Photo of Glendalough, County Wicklow, captured by Ed Lyons, September 2024
Where cloud and sky
Land and sea
Blue and White
Grey and green
All meet
Heaven touches earth
Ireland
c2024 Lisa Lyons
Photo – Slieve League, County Donegal, 2024, Ed Lyons
Like a small glimmer of light far away on the water,
It is there.
Like the knowledge that one wave will come after another ends,
It will come.
Like the next note that follows the one before,
It will sound.
Like the cleansing wind that brings fresh after the still,
It will roar.
Hope.
c 2023 Lisa Lyons
A soft, misty day in Ireland is a thing of beauty. The white blankets the green and grey with hints of what was and what could be. The imagination runs wild with imaginings. The hard lines of reality meld into the soft focus of dreams.
One of my very favorite things to say when confronted with anything I don’t understand or don’t know the outcome, is, “I don’t know…. it’s a mystery.” (loosely paraphrased from Shakespeare in Love.) And for some wonderful reason, I can relax about it and enjoy the waiting and uncertainty more. Instead of scary, things seem magical and exciting, unknown and different.
The beauty of mystery, of not knowing, of release, of not so perfect, of all too human.
Blessings,
Lisa
She waited
She sat
She prayed
For the wind
Stillness surrounded
Staleness enfolded
She prayed and prayed
For the wind
And then one day…
It came
c 2023 Lisa Lyons
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