• secretlife said on Nov 02, 2006....

  i love it!
   
  all we get are moments, right?

• Alyss said on Nov 03, 2006....

  < sigh > That's beautiful...
  

• schreist said on Nov 03, 2006....

  Moments pretty much sums it up. I was thinking about how the entire span of humans is such a fraction of the whole picture of this universe we're in.
  

• secretlife said on Nov 03, 2006....

  it's like how i remember being told time works in heaven--
  ....that here on earth we think time moves slowly and the sum of
  a person's life ....70 or 80 or 90 years seems sooooo long.  But in heaven, it's all like the
  blink of an eye.  I think my mother told me this in explaining to me as a child the death of my
  grandfather and how one day we'd be together again.  And as a child I was like, 'when?' 
  and she said, 'when you're old and thru with your life here'.....to me, that seemed eternity
   ......hours and days and years and decades...
  Now, when i think of time, it's like the snap of my fingers, how the years pass...
  And i can understand what she was trying to say to me...don't worry,she'd say,  to those in
  heaven watching you,  and waiting for you, your whole life is but the blink of an eye....
   
   
   
   

• secretlife said on Nov 06, 2006....

  i wanted to tell you that i was in my van the other day, shuffling my oldest daughter to the houses
  of the senior band members in her high school class.  There is this tradition at the school, that
  the underclass band people decorate the bedrooms of the graduating seniors the day before the
  final band competition of their final season...
   
  alot of words to get you to where i was saturday afternoon....
   
  So she had 4 houses to go to with 3 friends.  Each room took about 1/2 hr to decorate.
  I just sat out in the van waiting for them.
  I had the daily paper, I read it cover to cover.
  I even did the crossword puzzle and looked thru the ads...
   
  By the 3rd house, I was rifling thru the back for paper.
   
  I sat there thinking about how you write....
  About how it is so beautiful what you write...
  About how it must feel to be able to do that.
   
  And I put words and thoughts on the paper-
   
  I tried very hard to string them together to make a poem.
   
  I'm no poet.  But it felt good to write those words....to try anyway.
   
  I just want you to know, that you do inspire me - that you really do touch me.
   
  Do you know how good it feels to be the raindrop?
   
   
   

• schreist said on Nov 06, 2006....

  secretlife - it makes me smile to know that someone out there on this huge planet finds themselves thinking about something I did, or do, well have done.. The first rule in my head about poetic writing is this - completely and totally throw out all the rules that came with writing the english language. Write how ever the words come out of your head. splatter them. Paint with them even.
  
  Did you keep the poem? : )
  
  If it felt good, then it was poetry.. I have to say that reading your post tonight made me smile and feel good inside. It makes me happy to learn that something I have done has in turn made someone else feel happiness.
  
  Being the raindrop, feeling the being of.. is warm somehow. I love it.
  

• secretlife said on Nov 07, 2006....

  Yes, I kept it.
  I put it into the desk drawer.  I re-read it this morning and smiled because it's really dreadful, but
  heck, it was still fun to do, and maybe i'll try it again sometime and take your advice about writing
  whatever comes out of my head without trying too hard.  LOL...actually that could be frightening!
   
  i wanted you to know that you do have the ability to touch.  it's important that you know.

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