Sunrise, sunsets!

LEGENDARY GREEN FLASH

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 awesome colors,
And, of course, green!

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

Or contemplate the multitudes
Of shades of green 
Along the river's banks
Yellow green, blue green, dark, light, shimmering green, green almost white.

Surely the union of
Molecules that replicate into life
From cold minerals
Is acquired only with a color
A color of green
Time to be thusly seen
Built from hope.
 

This will surely give our chemist friends something to wonder about!

 PRIME TIME

Wednesday, April 12, 2023
2:31 PM

(By: Karla Wagener for the Cuomo brothers, especially Chris! Haha!)

Not many know this,
And I have learned through experience
That life is conceived in thoughts
In the mind
And much much later in the uterus.

Thought is such a powerful thing,
Yes, it is a tiny fraction of a molecule.
Our thoughts produce and so
It is prime time
To follow the golden rule.

Time to go to work guys!

SANDPAPER

Wednesday, April 12, 2023
5:25 AM

The finest workers in stone are not copper or steel tools,” Henry David Thoreau wrote, “but the gentle touches of air and water working at their leisure with a liberal allowance of time.”

By: Karla Wagener)

No one perceived the first drops
Only the cows and dogs,

a few wild deer
Could discern what was to appear.

No one felt the chasm
Or saw it grow
History made it happen
Beyond the will of the masses
An invisible cancer of violence,
Poisons of selfishness and hate.

Humidity began to form
I have felt it myself
I know that it is there
I feel it's presence here
The drops that no one knows about

Are gently touching my mind
So I am here to advise you all
To prepare for
The Spirit's transformations.

My soul cries,
Fearing you will not hear.
Yet knowing somehow
The workings shall be well done!

Translated poem for greater understanding!

(PASCHA IN SPANISH)

PASCHA
lunes, 10 de abril de 2023 4:19 a. m.

(Por: Karla Wagener)

        

       "Hay un tiempo senalado para todo" 

Presagio de los sueños... 

Ahí está, una abertura que refleja 

Una esperada comienzo

a todos nuestros expectativas...
De modo que ahora 

Las aspiraciones anhelantes y suplicantes

Pueden culminar en actuaciones 

De magnitud y trascendencia 

Mientras todavía estamos vivos 

y respirando 

En esta tierra bendita.

Pues ya estamos en Pascua 

y El estreno esta claro. 

Te lo acerco para que puedas ver y tocar 

El brillo del recién formada salvacion.

De minerales fríos llega el momento preciso 

Cuando las moléculas sin vida se replican 

produciendo tiempo y vida,
Abriendonos a los tesoros del espíritu.
 

A poem for chemist friendly Facundo Pedernera, and Pope Francis and physics friendly Gregg Wagener.

 PASCHA

Monday, April 10, 2023
4:19 AM

(By; Karla Wagener)
            "To every thing there
              is a purpose"
Foreshadowing from dreams
There it is, an aperture reflecting
A hoped for opening to all our
Expectations...

So that now the longing, pleading aspirations
Can culminate in performances
Of magnitude and significance
While we are still alive and breathing
On this blessed Earth.

For it is Easter
The opening is clear.
I reach out so that you can
See and touch
The brilliance of newborn
Salvations.

Out of cold minerals
Comes the precise moment
When lifeless molecules replicate 

Producing life and time,

Opening the spirit's treasures.

About John Henry Newman for Pope Francis Bergoglio's special Easter

 For New Man

"Lead, Kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, Lead me Thou on"! John Henry Newman 

(By: Karla Wagener 
Thursday, April 6, 2023
7:29 PM)

The world is falling apart!
And I am happy.
Disaster all about!
And I live joy.

What is the matter with me?
Why do I beseech...
For a world falling apart
That does not understand
My simple health of soul,
My love of man,
The lack of bitterness
For past sins,
The need to live plainly,

A heart that sings!

And faith in this darkest night,
That purpose well intended
Shall lead us to our kind light.