Symphony
We find what we are looking for
I’ve very often heard it said,
I look in my life’s travel bag
And try to find a common thread.
A snarl
A wrinkle
A big furrowed frown
A screeching challenge in the street
Pink combat boots
A shy fragment of a smile
Trash scattered
Tall weeds
The fragile golden goblet of a daffodil
A child and her mother, hand-in-hand
A blaring horn
A tiny, sky-blue butterfly
I see what I have packed away
And vow to choose more carefully,
For what I want to take along
Is all the earth’s fair pageantry
My heart fills up and brightens when
I, through my senses, understand
My living God’s bold symphony,
As scored by His loving hand.
The fragments that we hear and see
Are part of a much broader fare
And beauty can be found in all
If we but seek to find it there.
Hal C Clark, April 2010
This poem wrote easily at first, when I thought I knew what I wanted to say. The list after the first stanza contained some good things and some bad things in it. When I finished what I thought was the last stanza, it seemed incomplete. What was missing? The item that puzzled me most was the pink combat boots. I still don’t know where that came from, but I like it.
As I thought about those boots, it occurred to me that they might be a symbol of women standing up for themselves and their rights, as more and more women are willing to do today. With that in mind, I looked at the other items and found that, if I tried climbing out of my limited viewpoint, all of them could be positive. That was when I found the last stanza that tied all things together into a bigger, all-knowing view. If God can find the positives in all of creation, shouldn’t I at least try?
Well, isn’t that why we write: To try our best to understand our world, and then share our understanding with others? What makes my blogging such a positive experience for me is the supportive environment I have found among the blogs I visit. Among bloggers, I have found support for the two needs of all humankind: validation and dignity. If we have those two roses, we can deal with whatever thorns find their way into our lives.
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