Love

 

Love

the ethereal, vibrant wind that sweeps us into the bright color land

a place with neither time nor gravity

only us as one

Pain

the thick, sickening sludge that sucks us into a dark pool of unceasing torment

a place of weighted moments and days

We endure them alone.

You are my dove and I have seen your heart dragged

By the swinging pendulum of events

through love, through pain, through love and through pain.

You are in pain and I see you there, beyond the reach of my words, my affection

My whispers muted by the roar of your inner collapse.

I see your tears, so clear, like crystal jewels

Behind them is the abyss that knows no beauty.

You are imprisoned, burned and beaten, consumed

All I can do is look at you, you are so beautiful.

The mire does not taint you; the torment does not maim you

The affliction does not hide you; the wounds do not harm you.

This is what I see.

I won’t lose sight of you, dove.

I can’t forget the golden bliss, the tender delight

the soft, warm peace that promises to free you

and keep us in love’s comfort.

Amy

Gray

Today I’m grateful

 that I am not where I was yesterday,

and that I’m just a step away

 from where I will be tomorrow.

Today may look gray,

but remember that gray

It’s just a mixture of black and white,

just like we all are,

the dark in us,

the light in us.

So if the day has been gloomy and gray,

look for the ray of sunshine between the clouds,

 It’s the sun peaking out trying to reach out to you.

May the sun shine through the clouds in your life today!

Naty

Hello world!

Welcome to The Rising Muse.
We are a community of writers  in the pursue of inspiring our readers. As  we continue our  writing projects, those around us want to know more, what are we doing?, what is it about?  We wanted to have a place where we could share some of  our writing and our writing happenings for our readers and friends. Life is a journey, and we want to include all of you  in our writing  journey. Feedback is always welcome, let’s learn together how to be better by being inspired.

We also want this blog to be a place for inspiration, that place you go when you’re having a sucky day and need something to lift you up. We will try to create frequent postings for you to read and get your day going. (Read again, I said… we will try…LOL). We do have one condition for you our reader. If this blog or any of my writing touches your life in any way, you have to tell somebody else to come on board and join our rising muse community.

In the next few days we will be catching you up with our previous work, so that you can get to know us and see where our journey stands. From here, let’s  hop on the train and start the rising muse journey!!

Welcome aboard!

For today’s uplifting message:

I’ve been trying to read Psalm 69 all weekend. I just got to read the first three verses when  I got interrupted. For those familiar with the story of Job, who lost everything. He had many moments of crying out to God asking why things were happening to him. Psalm 69, to me, was one of David’s moment’s of frustration where everything that could go wrong did and you feel like you can’t hold on anymore. For the past couple of days I’ve had the image on an olive in my mind. To get pure virgin oil, the olive needs to be pressed and pressed. If you feel like Job or David…(or me), think of the olive and the greatness of that pure olive oil that God is trying to get from you.

Have a great day!

Naty