Open the curtains Of the soul And let the Sun of day Shine. The heart closed Is the heart frozen. Solid and impenetrable, It lets nothing in and Nothing out. Hearts can sing A song not yet heard And sorely needed by A friend. The soul so Exposed does not Have to let the cold
There are moments when No muse comes. I am Hounded by lists not Yet accomplished And expectations not Yet met. There are moments when The inspiration seems to flow. I am gifted with a presence: As if the divine was my blood; A kind of grace for which I give extreme thanks. ~ by Stan
When sun glints off snow It is a Brilliant Moment of Creativity. This creative force Does not have to “think” For a moment to Make such Wonder. There is no gigantic Effort required. All of the requirements Were already Around — available, if you will — And at a moment’s notice Become — are made
I can’t really keep track Of the times you’ve taken My breath away. I’ll be moving my head And you’ll be somewhere In mid-gaze and suddenly I can see nothing else But you. You continuously grace and Amaze my existence. You, in your powerful and Unassuming way, Bring more compassion And generosity than I Can
The sleet coming down outside Has dampened my enthusiasm For Winter for the moment. It is a chilling reminder of The days when the muse Inside me goes dormant. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011, 2017 by Music for the Moment, Inc. All Rights Reserved.
Since I have some time on my hands after networking, practicing my craft and looking for income opportunities, I’ve started to do a few of the things that I couldn’t when I had a “day job”. Toyota had 2 minor recalls on my Prius, so I made an appointment with the local shop to get
Talk about inspiration: Every time I see you Caring so graciously and Selflessly for your children, My heart wells up inside. I want to say that not Every man could do what You do. It really does Fill me with awe. Partly, I can’t imagine Doing what you do And then I know what It
I see how easy it is To place the label Of courage on The spectacular. Easy because those Moments make headlines And turn heads. Yet, when I see a mother Successfully navigating the Malleable and challenging Terrain of two or three children, I shift my awe to her. This everyday hero Is clearly Courageous. I
I started the day, Head down. I was lookin’ way Toward frown. Walkin’ and wakin’, Head down. Avenues shakin’ Toward frown. One little change made All right. Open eyes parade New sight. Turn my head to sun; All right. Sadness changed to fun New sight. ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by Music for
All around me, there are these mechanical and technological things that are so consistent about their inability to do things the way I think they should. In so many ways, the way I live my days is channeled by these wizardly wonders. I — not so rarely — consider what life might be like without
