miércoles, 31 de marzo de 2021

For MY dear Pope Francis in memory of my mom and dad!

 


SCRATCHES ON THE SOUL

(By: Karla Wagener on March 31, 2021)

Scribblings turned to song:

An anguished soul

Encouraged to hum along.

Where do sad songs come from?

If not from much hurt and pain.

What takes it to grow gorgeous flowers…

Thunder, storm and rain?

 

Scribblings on my heart

Start to form.

Cannot see Faith's door opening,

But I can feel it.

Feel it!

I have felt it peeking forth.

The presence can be sensed

Of an everlasting peaceful song of hope and love!



jueves, 25 de marzo de 2021

An early Happy Birthday to my nieces Jennifer and Robin!

 


GOOD OLD AGE

(Happy Wedding Anniversary No. 45 on April 30, 2021).

(By: Karla Wagener on March 24, 2021, Day of the Memory in Argentina).

    ¨Should I stay or should I go…

      Some things are meant to be¨.

           Song by the Clash.

Receiving others.

Collecting goods.

Harvesting after great efforts.

Sharing plenty.

Reaching a place

Of peace and wellbeing.

Reaching the end of the journey

Laden with gifts to administer.

 

Knowing few arrive

To the maximum goal. 

martes, 2 de marzo de 2021

 


CATCH FIRE!

(By: Karla Wagener on February 22, 2021)

At difficult times like this

We think of loved ones

Solid Conviction pulls us through.

Divine justice speaks true force.

 

How many innocent lives be spent

Until the light of redemption

Makes its entrance?

 

At times like this

Only introspection

And Soul Searching

Can reveal

What is needed…

So dearly needed.

In solid conviction

To excite and inspire!



You are not alone!

 


ALONE AGAIN

(By: Karla Wagener on February 6, 2021)

A Spiritual Retreat

Enclosed

In a Saint?

Or a Prophet?

A simple human being

Fighting Devils within;

A fight against oneself?

 

The only way to overcome

Is to love it.

¨Must part of us die¨?

In anguish we cry.

The inner mirror does not lie.

 


¨Maybe trying too hard

To figure what it´s all about¨.

 

Together we manage to balance it all out.

Open thus to receiving others.



The soul crying...


 

TEARS

(By: Karla Wagener on January 10, 2021)

Words in a substance,

Wet and moving.

Words easily understood,

And so revealing.

Words that tell a story;

That can break hearts

Or mobilize multitudes.

Words that can be seen and touched;

That fall or run,

And drop

Letting feelings be expressed

Like no other form ever can;

Speaking always deep truths,

And releasing the unspeakable expressions

Of the soul.