Uncover Laughter

March 9, 2013March 10, 2013 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 11 Comments

May you give laughter away today.
Gift it.
To someone.
And may it be given back to you.
Uncovered from the cold blanket of grief
And sorrow.
Set free to soar
Released to heal.

May you give laughter away today.
Hand it to the hurting.
Bellow from your belly
Into a world in pain.

May you grab a sister by the hand
And know the sweet sweet joy
Anew after a long cold season
When it seemed to hide
Buried under mounds of circumstance.

Bring the gift
Receive the gift
Embrace the gift

Long, loud, lovely

Laughter

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Joining Still Saturday and Deidra Riggs for The Sunday Community at Deidra Riggs dot com

The Art Of The Now

January 5, 2013January 5, 2013 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 6 Comments

There is much blowing, fragments and shards lost in the cyclone tunnel of the unknown

Caught in the wind, currents of cruel pain

But I will hide in the shelter of the storm

No, rest there

And seek Comfort in the calm of the now

Tomorrow blows her unknown winds

Today rests calmly in her now

This calm before the storm

It may be after all

The calm that will remain

As Hope covers the windswept chapped and weary soul.

Joining Sandra Heska King for Still Saturdays and with Oikos Living dot com for True Vine Challenge

Catching Some Z’s

October 20, 2012October 20, 2012 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 8 Comments

Today is Day 20. To read the collective tiptoe over here for other words. Today’s word is Laughter. And Rest. A double portion for your weekend.

Hope you are able to rest a bit in His Grace and Mercy this day and every day.Catch some Z’s and LAUGH.

Z’s

Z is zig zaggy.
Beats to his own drum.
With his horizontal, vertical, diagonal sweeps
Zooms in and out, looking for a word to join.
Poor Z, least used.
But Z can be so useful
Zipping up jackets, zesting lemons.
Z should zip his lips sometimes.
Gets too zealous and full of zeal.
Going on and on about zoology and zenzizenzizenzic.
Bragging about his membership in all those
Elite Greek clubs. Watch out Z.
There’s zeta phi and zeta mu and more.
Bu Z knows his place.
At the end of the line.
Hanging out.
‘Til he’s needed.

Catching some Z’s,

Bring a gift of laughter, sing yourselves into his presence.

Proverbs 100:2

Joining Sandra today and a new friend, Cheryl.

May We Linger Long in Childhood

September 8, 2012 ~ Elizabeth W. Marshall ~ 13 Comments

May we linger long in love in childhood.

Savoring the life-moments, with a child-like appetite.

Loving with acceptance, with a child-like heart.

Playing with winsome whimsy, with a child-like wonder.

And believing with unwavering, with a child-like faith.

May your weekend be filled with child-like wonder, linger long, linger slow, linger in love and marvel for forever at the mystery of it all.

“Give me hunger, pain and want
Shut me out with shame and failure
From your doors of gold and fame,
Give me your shabbiest, weariest hunger!

But leave me a little love.”

–Carl Sandburg