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Riding the Waves

Riding the Waves

“The Great Wave at Kanagawa” from the series “Thirty-Six Views of Mount Fuji,” 1830-32, Katsushika Hokusai. Image from a page of the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

 

Riding the Waves…when we are inspired, we explore, we reach higher, we soar!

“One doesn’t discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the shore for a very long time.”  Andre Gide

Riding the Waves

There’s a sound and it’s roaring,

Yes, it is calling my name.

I wonder, shall I answer?

If I do, will I ever be the same?

It is strong and demanding.

It beckons my heart…”Come to me!”

It is bold, it is fresh…

like waves rushing out to sea.

There’s a sound and it’s roaring,

I worry…I cannot swim!

I don’t know, where will it take me?

Is it for real, or simply a whim?

I am told for a seed to grow,

it must wither and die.

I can see the shore in the distance.

Step out and wade toward it, shall I?

There’s a sound and it’s roaring,

Okay, I shall take a dive!

Though I am tossed to and fro,

riding the waves, I am alive!

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

My life is full of wonder right now… I feel as if I am on the edge of my seat!  I can’t look back, only forward…what is there awaiting me?  I am afraid, yet I am not…I am weak, yet there is a power within me that propels me forward.  What is that thing that won’t let me dwindle?  What is that thing that keeps my eyes wide open, not wanting to miss what there is to see?  Indeed, I feel as though I am riding the waves…heading toward a distant shore…one full of hope,  one full of life!

Peace and love,

Felecia

 

 

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All The World’s a Stage

all the world's a stage

“Dark Clown,” 1980, drawing by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

 

All the world’s a stage…we each have a part to play.

“I hold the world but as the world, Gratiano; a stage where every man must play a part…” (from William Shakespeare’s “The Merchant of Venice, Act 1, Scene 1”)

All The World’s a Stage

All the world’s a stage.

We each have a part to play.

The script is written; we practice, we recite.

We act out each scene through the day and through the night.

All the world’s a stage.

Some roles we favor, and some we do not.

We gleam in the spotlight, we shine in its ray;

but we fade into darkness when the light goes away.

All the world’s a stage.

We perform without ceasing.

Even when the audience is near empty, and the applause is weak,

the show must go on…no matter what it is we seek.

All the world’s a stage.

We give our best; we give our all.

When the curtain starts closing; when the last line is said…

What is it in life that propels us ahead?

All the world’s a stage.

So what do you say to that?

What part do you play, a leading role per chance?

Whatever it may be, to the lives of others may it enhance.

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

 

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I Can Read It On Your Face

I Can Read It On Your Face

“Betty Newell,” 1922, Charles Courtney Curran. Image from a page of the 2013 Desk Calendar, courtesy of The Metropolitan Museum of Art Store

 

I can read it on your face…an expression, a look can tell others what we hold inside.

I Can Read It On Your Face

(a poem dedicated to my precious husband Stephen Cullen Weber)

I can read it on your face.

When something causes you to fear.

You needn’t worry, for I am always near.

I can read it on your face.

When a wrong fills you up with anger.

I admire your willingness to help others in danger.

I can read it on your face.

Shown through your gentle brown eyes so kind,

the compassionate spirit that fills your heart and mind.

I can read it on your face.

You are strong, courageous and brave.

Your character is always consistent in how you behave.

I can read it on your face.

When you are filled with pain and sorrow.

You never complain, yet you seek the hope of tomorrow.

I can read it on your face.

All of the love that you have for me.

I cannot express in words dear, how very much you mean to me.

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.” 1 Corinthians 13:1

Sometimes a certain look is all that it takes to convey so much more than words can ever speak.  The eyes can express a feeling so deeply that it touches ones heart in a way that no other form of communication can transmit.  At times, the voice is useless in relaying what needs to be said.

Peace and love,

Felecia

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Through the Looking Glass

Through the Looking Glass

“Leia’s Eyes,” photograph by my niece Leia Gabrielle

 

Through the looking glass…what do you see when you look beyond the present?

“For now I see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as I am known.” 1 Corinthians 13:12 

Through the Looking Glass

Through the looking glass I peer,

eyes wide open, longing to see,

all the things in the world that lie before me.

I see storms, I see sun, I see rainbows and such.

They’re so real that it seems I can reach out and touch.

Life is uncertain, there are many things I do not know,

but as I seek God’s guidance, his will to me he will show.

When darkness surrounds me; I will not fear the night.

For soon a new day is dawning, full of all that is bright.

For now I can see, a glimpse of what for me is in store,

there is hope, there is peace, there is love and so much more.

What do you see when you open your eyes wide?

May it be the love God provides, when in him you abide.

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

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The Best of Times, The Worst of Times

The Best of Times

“Reflection in the Water,” photograph by R. Flanagan

 

The Best of Times, The Worst of Times

“There is a time for everything…There is a time to cry. And there’s a time to laugh. (Ecclesiastes 3:1, 4)

The Best of Times, The Worst of Times

The best of times,

the worst of times,

somehow they all fall into place.

They can build us up,

they can tear us down.

What we do with them matters the most.

The best of times,

the worst of times,

they shape our stories, our passions, our work.

They can fill our dreams,

impact our hopes and our needs.

They can add meaning to our lives.

The best of times,

the worst of times,

Do you ever wonder where you’d be?

Without such experiences,

What would we treasure?

What would we forget? What would we keep?

The times in life that we remember the most, are the ones that were truly worth living.

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

 

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Laugh!

Laugh!

“Curious Puppy,” meet Halo Rose, our sweet little friend who belongs to our dear friends Dick & Marilyn Hill. This photo was taken during the first of many of her excursions in the snow.

Laugh a little or a lot…but do it often; it’s good for the soul!

“A  joyful heart is good medicine…” Proverbs 17:22

Laugh!

Do it a little, or do it a lot,

Laugh!

“Gotcha!” Halo wrestling with her big sister Penny Sparkle”…I think she won!

sometimes a good laugh just hits the spot!

Life can be serious, wearisome, and a bore.

A chuckle can brighten and so much more!

Those silly things that cause you to smile,

can make all of the difference, and keep you happy for a while.

Go on have a laugh, it is good for your soul.

Laugh!

“Mommy’s Little Helper,” Halo’s days are not all play…she helps out whenever she can!

And when you are broken, it’s  the glue that makes you whole.

A hearty laugh cheers you when you are blue.

A smile is contagious, see for yourself …find out if it’s true.

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

 

 

A Happy Day to you!

Felecia

Laugh!

“Naptime,” Halo taking a snooze…dreaming up more mischief perhaps? 🙂

 

 

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Show Me Your Love

Show Me Your love

“Love Bouquet,” photograph by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

Show Me Your Love…and when you do, what will it look like?

When I wrote this poem, it wasn’t directed at one person, but it spoke to a host of feelings that I’ve experienced over my many years.  The intimacy of love of any kind, whether it be between lovers or the best of plutonic friends, is such an overwhelming thing.  I believe that love is an absolute necessity for every life, yet it is one emotion that can be the most difficult to master…when giving and receiving it. Continue reading →

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Interpretations

Interpretations

“Visions of Me,” a self-portrait, photograph by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

Interpretations…what we see through our unique vision are our own interpretations of life.

“Life isn’t about finding yourself.  Life is about creating yourself.”  George Bernard Shaw

Interpretations

Things aren’t always as they seem,

sometimes they only reflect a dream.

For whom we are deep down inside,

that is something not easy to hide.

A vision one sees springs to life from within.

Go on, let it be free, let it begin.

It is yours alone, it is all that you make it.

Only you know exactly how far you can take it.

What is this likeness, this creation you’ve made?

An interpretation of life, a new foundation laid.

Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com

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