Between wisdom and ignorance is life,

between the tears of joy and the tears of sorrow

is found living…

counterintuitive to all that we know are the thoughts

of God,

between selfishness and giving is found life,

between the extremes of self importance and the

days we’ll honor God…

when we are lowly and humble is when we’ll hear

God applaud,

between the waning days of worth and the times

of plenitude,

between the thoughts of awareness and moments

of insensitivity…

the timely space to energy spent, unrealized potential

left unshod,

between the vacuous space… the void and the blessing

of each new day is life,

between a porous love and the meaningless motions we

all would do…

our claims to fill the lack of want or need… to help another

on Cape Cod.

Inspirations come from every where… even times we can be accused of something we did, when people might think it was centered on them (a narrow perspective). In the use of a wider lens to see by and from, with the benefit of our peripheral vision unblocked and insight used, we can adapt to something that transcends ourselves to then be becoming to us all… the moment taken to far exceed anyone, any thought or notion in stasis. There is when an offering is slighted… confession yields nothing but a glimpse to perceptions allowed and will remain stagnant, when what was given is disregarded as dross- valueless. This is the time we shall need to do that which is right (for a greater good and purpose) even if we will find (for ourselves) no pity or empathy to return- if we remain misunderstood. Better to take an insult and grow from it than to harbor there and stew in our own juices.

1 Corinthians 14:11 Therefore if I know not the meaning of the voice, I shall be unto him that speaketh a barbarian, and he that speaketh shall be a barbarian unto me.