Word Prompts

Be Alert OBSERVE

OBSERVATION 

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One day while enjoying a stroll
Pondering things within my soul
I came across this twisted tree
Interesting it was to see —
Created by nature, I thought!
My camera, the one I brought
Captured this dance music and all!
Although the tree was rather tall
A tiny dancer soon appeared —
My snatched image, my souvenir.
All happened while taking a stroll!

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Your Weekly Prompt – Observation – July 6, 2020

 

 

 

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The Talking Tree — Speaking to Thee

A Flash-Fiction inspiration:

The prompt image and perception remind us of the present and past. The trunk of the tree represents the NOW; the top represents the past. Nature is finding a voice to explain as time goes by, things seem to thin out, situations are no longer excessive as when looking directly at them, seeing them from a distance they become surrounded; strangled/tangled with different happenings in our past life.
Is the top of the tree the beginning of life or the end? That may depend on how we look at it. Do we still have a purpose, or have we fulfilled it? Do we have regrets or content?

One day while strolling in the park and passing this tree so many times, I saw it for the first time. I wanted to climb it, so I did. When I reached the very top, after being scratched from head to toe with snarly branches and prickly bits, I looked down below from where I started. Everything below seemed so real beckoning me to hurry back. Suddenly I began to fall, down, down; I tried to grab on to the past, but could not. The force of gravity was in full force, seeing the ground getting closer and closer, shut my eyes; waited for the slam. Got up and shook off the remnants of my past, what a Wake-Up! I got up, examined my life, and vowed from that day on to find my purpose in life and fulfill it, starting with obeying the Ten Commandments of God.

 

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Word Prompts

I hear His voice, “NEXT TIME!”

WORD PROMPT — Rainy Days

Read all about them from my point of view!

I love rainy days, although I wouldn’t want to see them too often. A good rainfall every ten days or so would be a welcomed treat. I imagine each raindrop as God’s grace/blessings falling from above to earth. Water purifying the air, watering the flowers and all His creatures. During a heavy rainfall we including birds, butterflies, bees and all, seem to hide for a while, and then when it stops raining we dance out from wherever, singing, buzzing all around, looking for the rainbow. Happiness is there once more, take the time to listen and see; rain bringing joy, even to those who didn’t revel in its beauty; they too are delighted when it ends.

Rain means aid is on the way; what help to me; I don’t have to water that day nor the next. Don’t have to drag those heavy hoses around, changing positions; it means more time to do other things.

Whenever it thunders, I feel so grateful to have a roof over my head; not everyone enjoys that protection, I realize that!

I usually find myself thanking God for every drop He sends me, although at times He teases me with a little shower instead, not even enough to wrought a puddle. “More, more,” I ask, with no avail. I hear His voice, “NEXT TIME!”

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Supernatural Reality

Saturday Mix of the Natural/Supernatural

The shadow of the moon danced on the lake.

Morphing of the shadow as the light of the moon penetrated through branches; the reaching arms gracefully unveiling its ballet to a full moon.
A moon suspended high beyond its genius of design, a living greeting card.

The priest that morning at the sacrifice of the Mass, held the host high above his head, again a change; the bread of earth-penetrating God’s enlightenment is unveiling bread from heaven.

Natural meeting
Of the Supernatural
Morphing night and day

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