Let Creation Reveal Its Secrets By and By

It’s a hot and sunny day in mid April here in central Texas.  I’m ensconced in the air conditioned comfort of a Holiday Inn waiting to swing into action and get dressed for my new friend’ s Sweetbear and ElectroGlide 07’s (their BON handles) wedding.  I am really looking forward to this event.  They are salt-of-the-earth wonderful people and so much in love that it glows. 

I woke up this morning feeling conflicted.  I am in a strange place for me to be in and a place that is never really comfortable place for a person who has two speeds; asleep and full speed ahead.  I am in a place that demands patience.  What the heck is that?

Relationships are tricky things (Duh!!! What else is new???).  Here I am wanting to get to know someone better but the social situation and the requirements of propriety, make that “want” something that isn’t going to happen.  Right now at least.  So the bull in the china shop needs to find patience.  I spent time this morning meditating on patience and man, I think I have to learn how to be patient when every part of me is screaming “Warp 10 Mr. Sulu”.  I guess I can look at it as building character.

When I am in these spots, as many of you know who read my blogs, I listen to music.  And often, when it comes to matters of heart, I turn to Jackson Browne.  So here I am in the hotel listening to his Late for the Sky record and Before the Deluge is cued up and playing.  “Let Creation Revel Its Secrets By and By”.  How appropriate!  What will be will be and it will happen in its own time when it is right.  Reaching for the brass ring right now may lead me to be swept away before the deluge. 

Some of them were dreamers

And some of them were fools

Who were making plans and thinking of the future

With the energy of the innocent

They were gathering the tools

They would need to make their journey back to nature

While the sand slipped through the opening

And their hands reached for the golden ring

With their hearts they turned to each other's heart for refuge

In the troubled years that came before the deluge

Some of them knew pleasure

And some of them knew pain

And for some of them it was only the moment that mattered

And on the brave and crazy wings of youth

They went flying around in the rain

And their feathers, once so fine, grew torn and tattered

And in the end they traded their tired wings

For the resignation that living brings

And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow

For the glitter and the rouge

And in the moment they were swept before the deluge

Now let the music keep our spirits high

And let the buildings keep our children dry

Let creation reveal its secrets by and by

By and by--

When the light that's lost within us reaches the sky

Some of them were angry

At the way the earth was abused

By the men who learned how to forge her beauty into power

And they struggled to protect her from them

Only to be confused

By the magnitude of her fury in the final hour

And when the sand was gone and the time arrived

In the naked dawn only a few survived

And in attempts to understand a thing so simple and so huge

Believed that they were meant to live after the deluge

Now let the music keep our spirits high

And let the buildings keep our children dry

Let creation reveal its secrets by and by

By and by

I am drawn to the lines

And exchanged love's bright and fragile glow

For the glitter and the rouge

And in the moment they were swept before the deluge

Pushing for the instant gratification of something that only time can present in its maturity risk breaking the fragility of the beginning.  So patience, Dear Kim.  Don’t repeat old mistakes

Before the Deluge - Jackson Browne

Way Over Yonder - Carole King

Time After Time - Eva Cassidy

From the yet to be titled book:

I hear the echoes

Of my heart beating

In the cavity

That is my life

Filling the silence

A rhythmic reminder

In the darkness

Parted curtain light

Steaks your body with yellow

Highlights

In the darkness

You're breathing softly

Caressing my shoulder rhythmically

Passion

In the darkness

Soft cries of promises

Just moments before our loving

Intense

In the darkness

Your tender touch

Eases my heart raises my spirit

Memories

In the darkness

And my silent prayer

That this happiness will never end

Eternity