ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER

Today is the first May. It has been four months since the love of my life has gone to heaven – where time is not measured as it is on earth – where life continues in a perfect place – where no thoughts, worries or concerns fill the mind. Where God dwells. Perfection.

We all need Jesus to remind us that He was not of this world. He came from that paradise to live with us. To suffer, to laugh, to teach, to feel everything we feel, yet He is part of that perfection called heaven. Our 24 hours a day continue for those left behind. Our days and nights put us in a race to that special destination. When part of us dies and we remain, pain continues until we join them there.

Thank you, Jesus for another day.

A haze entrenched sky,

Sprinkles a minute amount of light,

Upon the mighty river’s edge,

Capturing reflections,

Dispensing shadows,

Displaying an array of natural color,

The remnant of a fallen tree rests frozen in a mass of crystal shards,

But today is a new beginning as each day should be,

Today the waters have returned,

God’s finger has opened them,

The first of May,

Transition time.

Time to sweep out the cobwebs of winter,

To lift the veil of anticipation.

And look ahead,

To days of warmth,

Rapture,

Lazy days of summer

To reach heights never dreamed of,

To find renewal,

To live.