people,
we need to care about what we do
whatever we do
caring about it
like Love
flowing out of our heart
a sweet song
pouring out from the mouth
electric current
escaping from our finger tips
our eyes speaking like soft sea waves
Love shining out of our pores like sweat
on a hot mississippi day
.
A LITTLE SOMETHIN' 
I felt the spark slipping away, but a prayer got m hope flowing. Thanks for the package
I am thinking that our heart speaking to God…our asking for something…for help?…it can open what has been clogged-up or closed-off. It didn’t occur to me until until you wrote this. So important a part of our relationship flow of LoveHopeFaith.
enjoy the val cards.
Tricky combination of simile and personification with “our eyes speaking like soft sea waves”—-love the imagery that evokes.
Those last two lines —strong, sure imagery—I’m smiling at that one. Wouldn’t it be awesome if our love came out of us that much?! That’s a lot!
And we do need to pour it out—let it shine—let our eyes speak as the soft waves do. Words only do so much—it’s what the eyes are saying when those words come out that tell us the truth and it’s what our actions show after those words or instead of those words.
Exactly…it needs to be Love pouring, and it needs to poured as Love. It is nothing without it being Love . And we must allow it to be Love. To let our self feel it as Love as it is coming through us…not only do we allow Love to remain (what it is) Love…we also benefit from the experience of it’s touch…from being the one who carries it over, from it’s touch upon our heart and spirit. It is Life, it is God. If we change it to something that is not Love…than much is lost.
This makes me think that this Love / power / God comes through each of us to be personally (through human communication / form) delivered…and in a way that everyone involved can receive God’s Love and touch.
Yes! My amen rises with your words. We need to stop not caring… it is time.
We are made to care. We must. If we don’t care, and let Love flow through us, our heart shrivels-up and dies.
It was the third of June
another sleepy
dusty Delta
day…
I was out choppin’ cotton
and my brother was
bailin’ hay.
“in everything … as unto the Lord …”
Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. Bear with each other and forgive one another if any of you has a grievance against someone. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
Amen, sis. This is encouraging.
glad to know it.