Keeping Busy.

.....I went to a several hour meeting today, which was a repeat of the same meeting I'd been to last week. In other words I could have given the presentation. I swear that at some point I'm going to pick up some wire weaving and start working on it during one of these things at work.

.....Since I'm not a scribbler and did not feel the need to take notes, not even a little bit, I puts words together to see how they'd fit into a sonnet. Not necessarily the most thought out sonnet, but it did come together for the most part.

Arising from a pulsing, glowing pool,
An ember wafts high into the wide sky.
On streams of thought it's carried as a jewel,
And travels great lengths for a bed to lie.

Alighting on a tight wove forest seam,
It smoulders, slowly darkens then to sleep.
A sadness in the passing of a dream,
As chilled and dripping roots its warmth they reap.

But not all souls as this are marked for death.
A sudden breeze is felt amongst the trees.
As God's plan summons life back with a breath.
A coaxing whisper brings joy that will please.

Love is the fire to a soul God will gird.
Renewal of its flame a simple word.

.....Aaron / Arontius.