It’s easier to hold the rising sun down

You gain strength, courage,
and confidence by every experience
in which you really stop to look fear in the face.

Eleanor Roosevelt

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Fence in seaside mist
Metal rusting across time
Fog moves on through it.

Holding the Line

Photo by Lance Kuehne
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What you mean to me
It’s easier to hold the rising sun down
Than be without my love

Will this ever end
The sun will end its setting
Before we can be parted

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Shining fog today
Winter morning rain forest
After storms have passed
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an Ode to Oakmont

Cement truck driver
Octogenarian guy
What else to do – laugh
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God is an old man

God is an old man all dressed in black

He sits in a wheelchair holding a cane in his gloved hands.

God is a young mother who drove with her husband from the Valley.

The kids are with her mother. They don’t know mommy is scared.

God hovers between a middle aged couple,
blessing them as they savor every moment, taking it one step at a time.

God is a mystic, challenging the world to change and
to accept that the present moment is as close to heaven as we need to be.

God is a young man, now in an old man’s body, all dressed in black

He sits in a wheelchair holding a cane in his gloved hands.
Waiting for a miracle.

Gerry La Londe-Berg
February 5, 2008