Dazzle me with your display.
Lift my spirit from this slumber;
it is surrounded in sorrow seeking solace.
Use the wearing of my ways to wake me.
Your light gives life.
LaRonda Gray Moore
Dazzle me with your display.
Lift my spirit from this slumber;
it is surrounded in sorrow seeking solace.
Use the wearing of my ways to wake me.
Your light gives life.
LaRonda Gray Moore
Love lingers the longer you leave feelings trapped.
Naked vulnerability can shock the senses silly.
You must release that that simmers just beneath an insecure surface.
For the universe doesn’t make promises.
Is it better to have or have never?
© LaRonda Moore
But what about the days
when you can’t
muster up the energy to smile?
What about the times when
no amount of
well wishes will do?
What do you do when
you’re standing on land but it
feels like your drowning?
You do the only thing
you can,
believe.
© LaRonda Moore
Because there are no guarantees
and what would be the fun in life if there were
Because I can love you and hate you
then love you again
all in the same moment
Because the
process
of two becoming one
isn’t pretty
but
the progress is
© LaRonda Moore
The day before yesterday
I caught a glimpse of a cardinal starring at me
And once our eyes met
he fly away.
And when he was gone
I was sad.
That next day
I returned to my kitchen window
Eager to see him again
But he wasn’t there
And I felt let down.
Today,
Without expectation
I walked outside
And atop my neighbors tree
There was he.
I was scared to move a move
he wasn’t.
He flew towards me.
So close that he teased me
Then he elevated over me
Forcing my chin up
And revealing my path to you.
© LaRonda Moore
We move through the timeline of life
righteously
and take the road often travelled
uniformly.
If light can escape the whole
then all is a possibility.
But what is measured
doesn’t add up
equally.
© LaRonda Moore
Inspired by The Daily Post’s Daily Prompt: Â Finite.