Trees of Transition

Planting seeds of hope throughout our world through sharing photography and thoughts on teaching, cooking, and life transitions.


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Poem: Under Your Umbrella 

The inspiration for this poem/song came from seeing a couple walk away arm-in-arm under a colorful umbrella from the living hall I was watching over in 2008 as a conference services assistant. I wished I could have a guy to walk under an umbrella with, but I chose to be content for then–and these words came out. I had to wait five more years until my guy came…

Under Your Umbrella

 

Don’t give up hope, Dear,

your time will come.

It’s not your turn yet.

 

Enjoy these days,

of walking your own pace,

under your umbrella,

to where you want to go.

 

The days will come when

you will walk in step with a dreamer,

a wise man,

a lover.

 

Trust it’s coming.

Prepare the way.

Enjoy your own pace

and umbrella right now.

~Mary Hope

If you are waiting for a spouse, don’t give up hope. I had to wait a long time, but he is so worth the wait!

 

Copyright 2017

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~Mary Hope

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Falling Dots 🍃 

Specks of yellow — fall.

The wind levered them down,

Or sprung them loose,

Or let them go.

Like little cares — falling– golden in their time —

Locust leaves that

Symbolizes hope and freedom.

 

~Mary Hope

 

P.S. Thank you for stopping by! I insert affiliate links, such as Amazon, into my posts to share interesting books and products. If you buy something or start a registry, I receive income, for which I am thankful. So…

— shop on  Amazon

–shop at my Etsy photo card/notecard/art shop: Trees of Transition Art & Design

–keep on reading this blog.

Thank you again, and peace to you and your family!

~Mary Hope


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Love Is…and Poetry Writing Tidbits

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love flows in softly,

love begins through kindness.

love says “Good morning.”

love boards a train.

love rides behind you.

love wonders about you.

Love reaches out, “Hi!”

LOve takes you dancing,

LOVe flys you away,

LOVE holds you tight.

By M. H. Campbell

Thank you, Darlene, (at https://darlenescorner.wordpress.com) for giving me this challenge. I had fun, and I enjoyed reading your poem as well.

A friend asked my advice for how to write poetry, so here a few thoughts for if you are stuck and have to write a poem, but the ideas aren’t coming:

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You Are Loved

The leaf, crafted with intention, landed there by the lake for me to ponder and remember: I am loved!

What does love look like?
Love shows up through the twinkle in the eyes a person when you walk into the room.
Love comes through the shape of a hug, a creamy rose, a heart, a crunchy leaf…

Look at the intricate beauty of a cottonwood leaf fallen to the stones, and see the creative message just for you: You are loved!

-M. H. Campbell

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Letting Your Heart Surface

Tears loosen the icy grip of fear:
Fear of letting down, letting people see, letting people close, and letting yourself just be real–pimples, farts, screams, smiles, hugs, and all.

A heart buried out of fear of losing love if not perfect or doing what others want.

A heart surfacing through the unconditional love of Jesus, shown through people: the hugs and kisses of a one year old nephew, of walking alongside sisters through widowhood and marriage, of brothers letting me into their lives, and parents’ nurture and prayer.

A heart surfacing through giving 100 percent, of being rejected, but still having hope to heal and teach again.
I still have hope…for my life, for my city, for my world…
An engaged heart means deeper pain, but deeper hope.

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Autumn, with Attitude

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Cottonwood trees crackle and infuse dusty leafiness into the air as you run past.
Prairie grassland pop with purple asters and goldenrod, next to the dancing lake.
Autumn north winds whisk the water into liquid bouncing gray-greenness.

Waves topped with diamonds splashing off the peak and fall down to do it again.

City autumn has the same reds and golds as other places, but has attitude.

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