A LetterHi, baby,I sit and I think. If I don't read I think. If I don't create art I think. If I don't work I think. I sit on the back deck and listen the the frogs that seem to have taken over all the wet areas around here. I walked down by the tank today and a turtle slid with a PLOP into the water. It was enjoying the sun until I disturbed it. When I walked close to the pond's edge, I saw the blur of frog bodies jumping into the water and fish going after the little ones.Last night the frogs and coyotes both serenaded me as I sat on the back deck. I love it here, Chrys, and I think the girls are happy.We have Red and Spirit both. I wo
Loss and HopeLoss and HopeA torrent of heartache,An ocean of loss,A tempest of sorrow.A chasm to cross,Defining a soul-scapeWell-watered with tears,Results of the livingThrough hard, bitter years.Tomorrow is coming,A new day will dawn.A future, uncertainFor night has been long.A curtain is rising,Is parting the gloom,Revealing a rosebudPreparing to bloom.AnjaleckDanversNovember 1, 2003
The CallingThe Calling'Tis said the soul continues on - Aware of mortal hopes and dreamsOf loved ones left behind to grieve - That death is not the end it seems.The mystery past earthly shroudsAnd what exists beyond the veil -The veil that curtains life from deathAre words for a poetic tale.This tale is not for me to tell.I have no answers to impart.I have no knowledge of what comesIn afterlife when souls depart.I only know I heard your voice.Two times it spoke within my ear.I thought it was a wishful dream,A symptom of my grief and tears.But now I wonder, was I wrong?And was your voice within my earYour soul's atte
Star SongStar SongThe ebbing and flowingAs seasons go past,Bring moments of wonderAnd visions in glass.The moments sustain usWhile visions give songTo unanswered questions,As weak becomes strong.Transforming the worthlessTo coinage of gold,The lion to lamb and The timid to bold.While doubt is the teacherWhich gives strong beliefEphemeral substanceSubsides with relief.The mountaintops echoA jubilant cryOf bitterness changed toA sweet lullaby.As courage is found toBe more than you are,A portal is opened.Now reach for your star!Anjaleck © January 11, 2002
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