Through The WInding Woodwork

Through The Winding Woodwork

Photography: Chaz Boren

Poetry: Jetta Marie

Gratitude Of The Day: Finally being able to speak and breath again! Bronchitis and Laryngitis at the same time with a sever lung condition already present; boy, that is a humbling experience. Helps you be grateful for things you truly don't notice until you don't have them anymore. GOOD TO BE BACK!

Through The Winding Woodwork

Though the road was dark at  times

The way a mystery

Though a challenge great was placed en-route

I was granted eyes to see

Past the darkness and wary moments

Into perceptions Kinder

Knowing that although I struggled

There was a soft reminder

"Yours breaths are shallow, child

Your voice gone for a time

But in this rare serenity 

 You must be still and use your mind

You don't have to chatter so

To speak the things you may

You simply have to use your head now

And find another way

To use your voice creatively

And give your message wings

No matter what the challenge is

See all the grateful things

In those moments that you struggled

To take a single breath

You knew that though it hurt so

This plague would not warrant death

Though your words in verbiage, taken

By means of  mouth and tongue

It was a moment rare in time

To see that your work has just begun

Sometimes you need a moment

When you cannot cease the chatter

To sit and see the world anew

And a take a look at things that matter

As I traveled through my days

No idle chatter passed my lips

And in the  message I preach each day

I noticed things even I would miss

Through a windy, winding road

I continue on my quest

To remind us all, including me

To be grateful to our best

Give thanks for things you notice

Be they big or small

For in this grand perception

We can overcome it all.

I am through the winding woodwork

Coming out the other side

And I am so grateful for my time

Where in silence I did abide.