fragments in the dreaming
skittish across the landscape of my mind
some disparate thoughts slow
go side by side mismatched a way
sometimes they chase each other
along and around – chasing, racing
and I am there with my
reins of reason to draw them in
I seek rest, a blank unknowing
and have instead this kaleidoscope
of people, stories, ideas, words
I seek to, and do, resist it
but sometimes, rarely, I join the
Dance and explore a terrain
both fearsome and wondrous
Talitha Fraser
You called me
You created me
and called me by name
in every echo of every
need, want, exclamation
I know I am made
I know I am named
I know I am Yours
made, named, Yours
Talitha Fraser
this
a little oasis of
in between
that will not last
a hiatus
a breath
a moment
to be
made and remade
I am
sitting on a little
patch of earth
somewhere between
there and here
thinking
very little of anything
Talitha Fraser
You
persistently and insistently
speak love into my life
giving comfort and solace
even as I try to deny I need help
You see through me
You see into me, into my heart
and simply state ‘I love you’
no more or less than that
for me to respond or react
irregardless
You speak love into me
the medicine I don’t want to take
and need so desperately to live
there is no denying or demurring
You
persistently and insistently
speak love into my life
and I am grateful.
Talitha Fraser
that is where I am right now
in a cloud of unknowing
I cannot see the way forward
I cannot tell if I am falling, floating
or still
I say “Here I am, send me”
trusting You to lead me through
my fears
and I will not go back
Talitha Fraser
You are
expected and yet
unexpected
the Deliverer of
spontaneous delight
and sacred ordinary things
Yours is the light
that wreathes my life
in flowers and
shows me how
to See
Talitha Fraser
the sun shines
and I fear the grace
given to me has gone away
somewhere like a bird freed
to a better and happier place
people are fleeing, drowning, dying
fear is a relative thing
you must look at me and think
I don’t know what fear is
I fear I don’t
and that desensitises me
to you somehow
lost, cold, hungry
should I call the cops on you?
that’s only called for if you’re
taking what I don’t want to give you
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry we cannot be more generous.
Talitha Fraser
ssh… ssh… ssh…
the sea soothes
ssh… ssh… ssh…
the sea moves
ssh… ssh… ssh…
the moving sea soothes
ssh… ssh… ssh…
the soothing sea moves
ssh…
ssh…
ssh…
the river
invites you
not to be
anywhere
but here
yellow pollen blossoms
seeds and pods
spring blooming
all along the riverbank
spring
and blooming
quack says the duck
quack at once mournful
and warning
a calling or a sending
listen…
quack says the duck
quack at once guarding
and guiding
a calling or a sending
listen…
Talitha Fraser
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