Category Archives: The Light of Love

DOWN IN THE DUMPS

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 What do you do when there’s nothing to do?

Is this the in-between place?

Are you neither afraid nor even in love;

Is this your Who Am I face?

As you count the tiles on the bathroom wall

Do  you pick your nose and examine your toes?

Is this the way the story goes?

When you take a moment to dump waste?

When you waste a moment to dump?

Are you down in the dumps

Or ready to hump

To kick some butt

Or take your lumps

As you dare to view your past

Can you wipe the crumbs from your lazy ass

And do your bump and grind?

Scoop the melon from the rind?

As you rise from your behind?

Accept the Love and pass it along.

Forget the “buts” you’ve been sitting on.

Rise up my friend, enjoy the Dawn

Ignore your past as The Put-Upon.

“Wake up Jacob. Day’s a breakin’. The cow’s in the barnyard and the rooster’s a crowin’.

This is your This Is Me face.

© Lee Broom

Down in the Dumps by Lee Broom

MORRIS 005

 What do you do when there’s nothing to do?

Is this the in-between place?

Are you neither afraid nor even in love;

Is this your Who Am I face?

As you count the tiles on the bathroom wall

Do  you pick your nose and examine your toes?

Is this the way the story goes?

When you take a moment to dump waste?

When you waste a moment to dump?

Are you down in the dumps

Or ready to hump

To kick some butt

Or take your lumps

As you dare to view your past

Can you wipe the crumbs from your lazy ass

And do your bump and grind?

Scoop the melon from the rind?

As you rise from your behind?

Accept the Love and pass it along.

Forget the “buts” you’ve been sitting on.

Rise up my friend, enjoy the Dawn

Ignore your past as The Put-Upon.

“Wake up Jacob. Day’s a breakin’. The cow’s in the barnyard and the rooster’s a crowin’.

© Lee Broom

Down in the Dumps by Lee Broom

MORRIS 005

 What do you do when there’s nothing to do?

Is this the in-between place?

Are you neither afraid nor even in love;

Is this your Who Am I face?

As you count the tiles on the bathroom wall

Do  you pick your nose and examine your toes?

Is this the way the story goes?

When you take a moment to dump waste?

When you waste a moment to dump?

Are you down in the dumps

Or ready to hump

To kick some butt

Or take your lumps

As you dare to view your past

Can you wipe the crumbs from your lazy ass

And do your bump and grind?

Scoop the melon from the rind?

As you rise from your behind?

Accept the Love and pass it along.

Forget the “buts” you’ve been sitting on.

Rise up my friend, enjoy the Dawn

Ignore your past as The Put-Upon.

“Wake up Jacob. Day’s a breakin’. The cow’s in the barnyard and the rooster’s a crowin’.

© Lee Broom

Accept the Love and Pass It On

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To accept Love is to Be Healed.

To do Loving things is to Be Healed

Healing begins when Fear is vanquished.

Perhaps it is the other way around.

Fear returns to the shadows and birds begin to chirp.

Fear reveals itself at first light.

The Light of Love is felt with the decision to Accept.

Acceptance lights the Path.

The Path is Today.

This is the way,

To Heal;

To be Healed.

Love becomes the Lover.

And Fear becomes a fading memory.

 

by Lee Broom