Come Ride with Me

written by

Jeannette Zink

Come ride with me during waking hours; experience the gifts from this beautiful day. Embrace the good and bad with equal respect. Be grateful for risks taken and lessons learned. Believe in a tomorrow yet to unfold amongst the tossing and turning waves. Welcome wishful dreams that casually rest on curls of the sleeping cerulean night.

Come ride with me catching shadows from the rewards of a day made bright by its bounty of unconditional light. The spry of heart may travel paths reasoned by a cascade radiance gleaming from eternal wisdom. Mystics and gods write their lasting tales of trials and victories to inspire and encourage. We, the inheritor of precious knowledge, shall carry forward and give freely the jewels of collective scholarship.

  

Come ride with me and be the hero; the brave one holding the hand of hope; the one believing in all that may be possible; the beneficiary of graceful pillars and planned blueprints.

Come ride with me and enjoy the stirs of each new day. Glide on the wings of each prized moment. Breathe in the glory and breathe out the scorn. Trust the artist to create nourishment for our soul. Dance with a glorious spirit in the arms of a moonlit melody.

Come ride with me. Tickets purchased; seats reserved; our journey ready to commence. Vistas of panoramic riches await. The time is right, and the universe is bright.

Come ride with me … kindred spirit … the time is right, and the universe is bright.

Beautifully Okay

written by

Jeannette Zink

On almost any given day, I look around and think … I don’t fit; I don’t sync up; I don’t match … 

then I think … maybe that’s okay … there are paths to be made and ones to follow …

both have merit …

dual gifts wrapped by the wise hand of diversity and the compassionate heart of tolerance … 

solo or traveling in the company of others, makes no difference …

you are the difference …

and, that’s beautifully okay.

i heard your stare … and turned around

written by

Jeannette Zink

There are times when I can no longer carry the burden of my shortcomings.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when I stand in wonder at the life you have provided me.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when I cry tears of joy for the beautiful vistas you have prepared for all.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when friendship arrives just in the nick of time and on the cusp of my despair.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when your glory is the answer and the reason.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times, there are days and there are moments when gifts are left on the doorstep of my life.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when I do not deserve yet receive love.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when I heard your stare … and turned around.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

There are times when all I need to do is simply turn around.

I can only give thanks for your grace.

Thank You

Thank You

Thank You

As Intended to Be

written by

Jeannette Zink

I looked into his eyes

and saw a land of enchantment.

I looked into his heart

 and saw a life of contentment.

I looked into his soul

 and saw more than could be told.

I looked into his spirit

 and saw greatness to behold.

I looked into his world

and saw a graceful peace.

I looked into his future

 and saw a grand masterpiece.

Yes …

I looked;

he saw;

and now,

we both can see …

a life as intended to be.