Spinning plates, balancing act Chasing productivity Mind always racing Another deep breath born from a sigh. Karri Temple BrackettMay 28, 2023
Author: Karri Brackett
Does wisdom come with age, Like wool gathered through the years? Does wisdom come with heartache, Grown in the heart’s soil and watered with tears? Does wisdom come from God, Given only to those who pray? Or does wisdom come to anyone, Who can listen, and learn, and then give it away? Karri Temple BrackettMay
Planted Grazed Farmed Cleared Improved Preserved Wasted Revered Never any more than there has ever been, The epitome of the non renewable resource. Bought Sold Stolen How foolish we are to think that we ever actually own The Land. Karri Temple BrackettMay 26, 2023
If you find yourself down in the valley, With the mountain peaks all around, Don’t be so quick to start climbing those hills, For there’s beauty to be found. Even down in the low lying valley, You descend to during those days. There are fields and flowers and rocks and streams To discover beneath the
Bare foundation, new construction, one and a half acres of dirt. Little by little over the years…planting, pruning, weeding, transplanting, removing and rearranging. Now not a manicured lawn but a grass covered yard. The front flower bed bordered by native rocks and Home to a few faithful perinneals. The willow tree a graceful anchor out
Refuse….reused Scraps….salvaged Decay into life. Karri Temple BrackettMay 24, 2023
Do the departed observe us from heaven above? Or are they much closer, those that we love? Is the veil between worlds impossibly sheer? So those who we’ve lost are actually near? In death as in life, our hearts in their hands. And present in ways we cannot understand. Karri Temple BrackettMay 23, 2023
It’s a miracle they say. The treatment healed the scans revealed All traces of cancer are gone. It’s a miracle they say. Despite the wreckage they walked away From the accident without harm. But what of those I say Whose disease consumes their bodies That fade before their loved ones eyes? What of those I
Why is it such heresy to speak of God as magical? For what is creation but supernatural? What are our prayers but sacred spells? What is life but mystery? Karri Temple BrackettMay 22, 2023
The compass can sense the direction and show North, south, east, or west. It cannot tell me which direction to go For that the heart knows best. Karri Temple BrackettMay 22, 2023