Written Winter of 2022

My Raconteur

For you & For the love of good words….

You could tell me a tale that makes my heart open,
You could sing a song that makes me forget what was broken.
You could paint me a picture that breaks down its wall,
You could write me a chapter that makes my heart fall…

There are so many ways to talk to a soul.
For a story is feelings that can make a heart bold
And words should be love and your love could be words.
So show me your words and I’ll make you feel heard.

Promise me good ones and I’ll promise you mine.
I’ve been saving my best ones
for God’s perfect time.

Renee River

I can not lose

Poor loser?

Perhaps….

So sometimes I wait,
A perfect moment may come?

Perfect Moment…

So then I hurry
Faster
What if I waited too long
So then I run
Quickly I go
Feeling behind
A perfect moment may come?

Perfect Moment…

But what is this

Perfect?

What about
Now or never
Fight or flight
Get it done

Don’t forget
Take your time

Stop Go
Hurry up
Wait

What is this

Do it all by yourself?

Every choice
Every hope
Every move
Every fear

Control Freak?

Perhaps.

But then
A light
Dawns
The sun comes up
To shine on my face

It always does.

No hurry
No wait
Right on time

And then I know
I am not that powerful
To lose
What is mine

To lose a perfect moment
Because
I remember who is
Powerful.

I remember.

I just sit in the light and I remember

That

The sun still arrives

The perfect moment is here

The light shines in this darkness

In this Perfect Moment of light and reckoning

I will not lose

Not today

Not tomorrow

I can not lose

I can only be
Me

Fearfully, wonderfully

Me

~Renee River