domingo, 27 de febrero de 2022

Wait!

 STAND BY



(By: Karla Wagener, 

Written on May 27, 2021)

And when he comes

He will come in glory.

He will last so

Like a shinning light.

And when He's here

He'll be here forever.

Never more will tears be spilt.


Then anguish dims out the ills 

Torment has brought;

For we have His presence

From deep within.


There will be a way,

Many an answer.

A thief in the night

To steal away our plights.


Hold close your heartbeats.

A bewitching light will ignite.

And the promised to be built

Will be fulfilled.

All of the waiting

Is to be compensated.

As we move on....

As we move on...


Where are the words

That can calm distraught souls?

As we wait expectant

For Providence to unfold.

Light!

 ETHEREAL TOUCH

(By: Karla Wagener on July 6, 2021)



The embrace of clouds

Leads us on where no other guides appear.

Lifting us from the murk of despair

From the hopelessness

Beyond Angels' dares.

Sweet cruelty;

To be so tender;

Lost in time;

Floating in space.

Grouping out for a way

To come to terms

With destiny.

Leading so certainly

Into the prophesized unknown.


sábado, 26 de febrero de 2022

What the world needs most...its daily bread!

 The way to go


Thursday, February 24, 2022
10:05 AM, finished after reading the good stuff, on February 26th.

(By: Karla Wagener after listening to "I dreamed I saw St. Augustine by Bob Dylan).

Protest songs lost in metaphors
Deep felt words
Calling us on.
Obscure meanings
Hid to protect
Weak souls facing it all.

Where does it all go;
We just don't know.
Still somehow
The music leads us on.

Oracles cloaked in hope
Inspiring the powerful feeling
Of certain victory over doom.
 


jueves, 10 de febrero de 2022

Ecology Green!

 Shades of Green


Wednesday, February 9, 2022
2:54 AM

(By: Karla Wagener)

It's not that I'm waking up
At this hopeless hour
To escape from haunting dreams.
It may seem so, but no,
I am anticipating the sunrise
Which I rarely get to see
With all it's beautiful colors,
Except, of course, green
Which mixes so with the white light.

We need to see the sunrise more often,
Visualizing in it the greens,
So as to rebuild hope
And give comfort,
Helping us to understand our pleading dreams.
 




sábado, 5 de febrero de 2022

Dog eyes!!!

 




OPERATION CHRISTMASTIME

(By Karla Wagener on December 11, 2021) (For Facundo who watched Ruby while I was in the hospital.  Based on true events, but of course, not entirely true).

Ruby always loved Christmas.  She loved when her owners put a funny hat on her and she would bounce around, snapping at it, tearing it off, biting it and shaking it about until it ended up in pieces.  She loved to put on a show and hear their approval in laughter.  She loved when everybody got together to decorate the tree and was always given a safe ornament to play with, roughly trying to get it out of someone´s hands, and growling happily.  The Christmas caroling was especially nice. She got to go along, and barked energetically to accompany the singers. She was always given treats and if you know anything about Ruby it is that she loves to eat.  Her favorite meal has always been leftover turkey and a bit of mashed potatoes with gravy. It was the best time of year - always some fighting, but things got resolved quickly.  Everybody got together and Ruby greeted each person who came to visit with much excitement.

This year was different, however.  Ruby´s human ¨moma¨ was not well.  Ruby could sense it and even knew it before anyone else.  Her moma needed to have a hysterectomy.  So just before Christmas moma was taken to the hospital for an operation.  Ruby was sad and didn´t want to eat.  She waited at the gate and didn´t move from there.   She didn´t understand why everyone was so emotional.  She even refused her usual big ham bone that smelled so good and that she loved so much.

Ruby only knew she missed her human moma, who had held her in her hand during Ruby´s first days of life and always took care of her.  She heard her owners talking the next day.

Yes, Grace is better but what a scare.  We thought we lost her when her blood pressure went so low¨.

The daughter piped in, ¨Yes, thank goodness she got better so quickly.  She told me to leave and not stay the night because she felt better and only wanted to rest and sleep for the night.  On the other hand the nurses brought in another patient who was having serious problems and it was better for me to leave.¨

Later when Grace was brought back Ruby had to be held back by Facundo because she made such a big happy fuss at Grace´s return.  Ruby tried to jump up on Grace and give her a proper greeting. Once things settled down she heard Grace tell what had happened in the hospital¨.

¨The woman next to me was 6 months pregnant and had had blood loss and much vomiting.  They examined her and treated her and then the nurse told the woman there was nothing that could be done for now.  The baby was too little and no hospital anywhere near was equipped to risk a c section.  The pregnant woman got more nervous and vomited even more.  The nurse told her she would have to relax and calm down.  Agitation would only make it worse¨.

Grace took a little break and drank the yogurt she was given.  She ate some of the beets and spinach even though she was not feeling good enough to eat it.  She gave most of her chicken to Ruby and this made Ruby more relieved, almost back to normal. Still Ruby looked up to Grace with expressive, sympathetic, compassionate eyes, but happy eyes that Grace was back and giving her food to Ruby like always.

Moma continued, ¨The nurse left the room to get more help. I mentioned to the pregnant patient that the next day was December 8th, the day of the Conception of Mary when Catholics decorate their Christmas trees in Argentina. ´Yes, I know, replied the patient.  I had planned to decorate our tree with my two small girls, but this happened.  We would like a boy with this baby.  We have no boy´. Grace went on with the story, ¨I then told the woman that I didn´t want to interfere but I that I practiced breathing exercises and it would help her calm down. If she wanted I could teach her.  The woman might have exploded in anger as I expected but in fact she was very receptive and agreed.

So I told her to get in a comfortable position which she did.  Her husband was there and he did the same.  I told her to take in a deep breath through the nose counting to ten and taking the air to the stomach not the lungs.  Then let the air go out very slowly through the mouth, again to a count of ten, gently, smoothly.  When you think you have no air left, let go of the very last of it and repeat breathing again through the nose and out through the mouth.  Picture and think about some pleasant scene or memory.  Just continue doing this and let yourself relax¨.

Moma gave the last bit of chicken to Ruby and Ruby devoured it happily.  She loved chicken almost as much as Turkey, but, of course, she smelled it first to make sure she wanted it.  Sometimes she was offered inferior food which obviously she rejected.

Grace drank a little more yogurt. ¨The funny thing is that a great calm fell over the whole hospital room.  When the nurse returned she was greatly surprised to find both the husband and wife sleeping soundly and I was quite relaxed sitting up watching them.  It seemed more comical to me still that after that I had trouble sleeping until very early in the morning.  It felt so good and useful to contemplate life and good auguries. I felt great peace watching them so deep in restfulness.  I imagined the pregnant woman with her newborn son, decorating a Christmas tree a year from now and the happiness and union between them¨.  Grace finished her yogurt and told everybody she would like to rest now and see if she could get some sleep.

Needless to say, Ruby followed her into the bedroom.  She wasn´t allowed there but this was an exception.   Ruby lay at the feet of moma and this helped her fall asleep quickly.  Ruby, however stayed awake until the very early hours relaxed but guarding, perhaps a little like a small animal angel.  Who can ever know what profound contemplation went on in her mind about life and her human companions?