LET’S SHARE TOGETHER

Share with me your story

Please be willing to hear mine

Share with me your wisdom

I’ll share ways and means I found mine

Reveal your life’s losses and finds

I’ll share my own apportioned line*

Does your attitude rightly align 

While I examine my own in kind?

The right attitude helps us unwind

The static, uncomfortable inclines

That we must control for the decline

Of separateness and one-island confines.

~~ Mary Handy Moore

*Measures of Destiny. No more, no less. A line is infinite in space. Points (in time and space) are positions on a line. Let a point in this case be a Star. We are that.

Tell Me, Tell Me, Tell Me

Tell me you love me

And I’ll say it right back.

Tell me you trust me

And I’ll thank you for that.

Tell me that you see me.

I promise to see you right back.

You tell me you find worth in me.

Your insight makes me feel like that.

Your wisdom about life and times includes me.

Tell me, how can I not revel in that?

Your understanding wisdom makes me see

What you see. I’ll make that my top hat.

~~ Mary Handy Moore

 Cover My Head 

~~~”He will cover you with his feathers, and 

under his wings you will trust; His truth will 

be your shield and buckler.” Psalm 91:4 

This was a dream–until it wasn’t-after 

preparation for years later. 

Whenever I peek out from under my cover, 

When I find an avalanche of snow all over, 

I get in a hurry and go back – back to my bed, 

And pull the many covers over me and my head. 

I will hide from the storm - come, daylight. 

I could get covered by the snow at midnight. 

I'll stay under my cover where everything is warm. 

This is not my fight; this is not my snowstorm. 

I’m going to stay undercover where all is warm. 

I’m not going to let the snowstorm do me harm. 

~Mary Handy Williams

 Stones of Darkness

I don’t have very much,

But I have all there is to have.

I don’t know many things,

But I found knowledge in

The uttermost of all

I need knowledge of.

I can’t see much

But I’m a seer,

I see all I need to see

In the raincloud of

Seeable things.

I have no knowledge

But I know, just as

I am also known.

I can hear all things:

Things in heaven

And things in hell.

I can feel all things,

My nerve trunk is

Connected to the Root

To which are joined

All the other roots.

So, daily I’m fearless

While I’m filled with fear.

I’m delightfully hopeful,

While swimming in a

Sea of hopelessness.

I command myself to be brave,

In my daily walk towards

The certainty of death.

I realized I’m Light

Encased in a

Stone of darkness. Live.

~Mary Handy Moore

11-22-24

Allusions and metaphors can be heard and seen throughout this poem; a lyrical one is “I Don’t Know Much,” recorded and released by Aaron Neville and Linda Ronstadt (1989). There are words found in 1 Corinthians 13:12. The first 22 Stanzas are personal subjective and objective experiences in "the raincloud of knowable things," a phrase used in Theosophy and Transpersonal Psychology. The last 11 Stanzas are ancient and recent experiences and meditation. Unthinkingly, this poem ends up being 11-22 or 33 verses. I never intended that, but it’s as it should be. The picture is not as first seen; I have not been able to prompt a generative AI response to fit the colors and other things exactly as I saw them. For example, I settled for green grass in the end. This vision or dream made me sad for many months. 

GENDER FLUIDITY WAS NEVER A PHRASE

 I reckoned for most of my life if it were me ... I have family and friends who are what I reckoned could've been me, and I love them more as my life progresses because I must keep seeing them as who and what they are. They help me be a better person because I grow towards them, not away from them, which makes them feel free to grow towards me. Grace is our enabler.

https://www.reckon.news/lgbtq/2024/07/gender-fluidity-was-never-a-phase-these-13-ancient-cultures-prove-it.html

Glee's songbird Mercedes (Amber Riley) would make Whitney Proud - Listen

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You ask my thoughts about it?  If I had tears left after God virtually "Dried up the Sea In Me" about past grief, this young woman would make me cry tanks of tears.  I have never seen "Glee," but I heard a Whitney Houston clone (Mercades) singing "I Will Always Love You".  I will always love Whitney Houston, among others.  But right now, this is about Whitney, her troubled daughter, and her grieving family.  Rest in Peace (5/2012).

 The Celestial Watching Me

I looked down at a teardrop on my hand,

Then I look up to see a Celestial One

Watching me. As I watched him watching me,

I sighed. He didn’t trouble me. I didn’t try to

Hide the teardrops as they bathed my face;

I didn’t try to cover them up; I didn’t try to erase

The grief; I didn’t try to deny the pain;

I reached out to touch the rejection I felt.

Remaining calm in the stillness,

He consoled me with the hardship dealt me.

Watching him watching me, he reached out.

He touched my eyes. He touched my grief.

Suddenly, before me, my life as a bird in

The air flying freely in its being, in its element,

In space. Across space, free, singing

Perfectly in its space. I could see it then -

He showed me I’m that bird.

I’m running in space with another Traveler.

Then, I met my friends who lived in town …

~Mary H Moore© (1998-1999)