Archive for September, 2011

Autumn…

Posted in Where Angels Perch with tags , on September 14, 2011 by rodzink

I can almost hear the crunching of drying leaves as they fall… the sweet smell of sassafras… hickory… The yellow jackets, swarming their shallow nests in preparation… green and bitter persimmons budding… A retreating sunset… and an encroaching Orion… I can close my eyes and feel the warmth of a small fire and childrens’ laughter…. huddled together…surrounded by darkness and the whisper of wind… But today, I’ve simply found myself with sleeping child… and sweet dreams…But this day is coming…soon….
Baker…. Belle…. Aashir….. I can’t wait…

Rain….

Posted in Where Angels Perch with tags , , on September 10, 2011 by rodzink

Saturday, the rain came… we’d waited for weeks… the ground had become a powdery mix of dust and sun-baked grass…leaves… The mere thought of a much needed rain… record dry days… record heat…  then, all at once… quenched.. that which we had longed for finally arrived… falling hard…. in unexpected doses… Rain fell…

Blessings are like this…. we wait… attempt to visualize the outcome… the path.. We take a stab at dreaming of it… the “when” and “where” and “how” all become a mystery.  Then, on an unexpected September morning… the heavens open… and the blessings fall like rain…. in unexpected volumes… with an abundance that we hadn’t dreamed… putting us on a path we hadn’t noticed… dry ground above a rising creek… a glimpse of the sun over the eastern horizon. 

Mysteriously, we can never see it coming…  we stand, waiting… dumbfounded when the blessing, beyond our comprehension, falls upon us…. heaping fullness….. 

I’ve been waiting….so long…  I’ve come to realize that voice whispering in my ear… the one I’ve always heard… the tugging conscience and gripped hand on my very soul… had a plan… a path… a string of blessings….good things… great things… His ear always attentive… waiting for my request… to open the gate on another blessing….  Baker…. Annabelle….. Faranah….my dil…my duniya… and now…. Aashir Rais…

And this September morning…. the rain began to fall… gently at first… the feel of it on my face as I stood outside… cool… I’ve waited…