tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86326220109243794682024-03-13T14:11:44.336-07:00David A. Martin PoetryDavid A. Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13817942656100772165noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8632622010924379468.post-46247402074165644692010-11-18T07:17:00.000-08:002010-11-18T07:19:11.315-08:00Full Cups<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0in; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} </style> <![endif]--> <p class="MsoNormal">I have a strong determination (and will/intention) </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>to create the life I want to live.<span style=""> </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">One where my cup is so full</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>that I am pouring for others.</p> <p class="MsoNormal">I have been guilty of not stopping once these little cups are full </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>because of this innate desire to pour forth and give, </p> <p class="MsoNormal">my eye is on every little sparrow </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>so at times i find myself feeling depleted</p> <p class="MsoNormal">because I am not spending enough time </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>close to the fountain or to Source to be refilled </p> <p class="MsoNormal">and so when realizing it </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>I must retreat from the world a bit, </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>breathe space into my day, </p> <p class="MsoNormal">find ways in the flow of my life's energy </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>to simply allow myself to be in the presence of the fountain, the Source </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>with enough peace, clarity and serenity to hear the still small voice, </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>to listen to the bubbling stream </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>as it fills my inner vessel </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>before moving back into the world, into town,</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>into the marketplace, </p> <p class="MsoNormal">into the crowded tavern </p> <p class="MsoNormal">even to walk with my beloved and truly be there, </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span>present enough in the moment to actually share life, love, joy . . . </p> <p class="MsoNormal">and the sharing of our fullness,</p> <p class="MsoNormal">sipping from each others full cups.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p>David A. Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13817942656100772165noreply@blogger.com0