Closure
Into the West
7/3/2004
Realizations

Thinking and Reflecting

Realizing the answers within of our

family and ancestors

are out of reach now~

The very essence of

knowledge

spread

over open spaces

Questions held inside

Knowing there will be no forthcoming answers

Thankful for memories and mementos

However we perceive the memory or incident

Different replays

Hidden recipes,poems,prose,love letters,personal journals written

in scribbled hand

Voices on Memorex

for prosperity as dad would say

Pictures that hold a thousand stories

told from the eye of the viewer

These are what we have now

Collections in our minds

The rest

Forever hidden

© Cynthia Martz

July 2nd 2004
          My Thoughts on Paper
7/4/2004
Creative Morning

Was I dreaming?
Can it be really true?
mama and Dad gone forever from my view

At this stage in my life
I knew
it would be
but still it seems like a dream

I will awake
the phone will be ringing
and it's you mama on the other end

Or I will sleep and dream
and know it is a dream
all so real

Still there will be that connection that forever binds
It comes through
It feel,looks and sounds so like you

It is true

7/4/2004

Music Heals
and yet
it is lonely here
surrounded with pictures and mementoes
of treasured days

I am feeling
strength from the years I have grown

I am not weak as before
When most thought me so strong

Every time I left
things behind
I was exhilerated
yet inside I trembled

So many years,
moments
Left behind
to wonder and ask "WHY"?

7/4/2004

Inside me is a child
one that looks up at everything with a twinkle of awe in my eyes

This child inside is very much a part of me

She keeps me smiling and greets a sunny or rainy day the same

Thoughts of playing in the sand,jumping in ocean's waves

The child in me is crying

© Cynthia Martz-Rivera
          My Thoughts on Paper
My sisters and Bro have dedicated this song to be our mama's song"Into the West"
We were shunned these past few years because of her greatest love ~Jehovah~
.We  know that it tore at her very heart.We know she loved us,and we know she is at a place now where she knows eternally how very much we loved her and always will.

Her Children~Karen~Cynthia~Paulette~Bob
Mama
          Artist: Annie Lennox Lyrics
         
Song: Into the West
Lay down
Your sweet and weary head
night is falling
You have come to journey's end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across the distant shore

Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping

What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come to carry you home

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
All Souls pass

Hope fades
Into the world of night
Through shadows falling
Out of memory and time
Don't say
We have come now to the end
White shores are calling
You and I will meet again
And you'll be here in my arms
Just sleeping

Chorus (In White)

And all will turn
To silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

Use Well the Days

Around the corner there may wait
A new road or a secret gate,
And though I have passed them by,
A day will come...
I will take the hidden paths that run
West of the moon, and East of the sun.
I'm glad that you are here with me,
Here at the end of all things.

Night, too, shall be beautiful,
And blessed, and its fear will pass.
I must leave, must cross this sea;
The love you gave is all I take with me.

Use well the days,
Use well the days...
Turn your face to the green world,
Use well the days.


Seven stars and seven stones
And one White Tree,
From all the sundered seas...

Use well the days,
Use well the days...
Turn your face to the green world.
Use well the days.
  INTO THE WEST
Listening to the song
Life, by Design

Let's each enjoy this gift of day; with happy thoughts as we work and play.

Wherever we are, whatever we do, our life is but a dream-within-a-dream-tis true!

As eyes close in the darkness called night, picture us in a circle, with hands holding tight.

One dear brother, and sister's times three; joined One with the Source through eternity.

Do not fear: love will teach us, without fail; there is much more to "life" beyond the veil.

We can't fathom it, --and yet we can't deny our mind; we are just a part of creation's.

... "life, by design".

Copyright
By Karen L. Raymond, 9/18/04

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