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FairEllen

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Suncoast FL
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A restless heart must speak; its salvation is poetry. (Photo from unknown source) A NEW HORIZON Some years ago, my soul revealed itself to me, and the soul I found was far beyond the definitions and theology I had been taught. Forsaking others, I set out to be the free spirit I was meant to be. I have been to the bottom of the top and to the top of the bottom, though I have never reached either. I have hidden beneath the covers of pride, and have stood before an audience of peers, who cheered my rebellion. And now, entering into a new phase of life, I remember not so much my sacrifices and accomplishments, but the laughter of an innocent little girl, who climbed to the top of a live oak tree just to prove she could; and the pinched smile of her father as he scolded her. Seasons of life become a concatenation, and that is somehow comforting. There is always sunshine after a storm, and the birds always return to their song; and I know that, even as I enter these unfamiliar grounds, I will never fold my wings, for they have served me well. The rest of my life beckons. My lighthouse is the remembrance of where I have already been. © FairEllen 2007 All rights reserved
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Lone Seagull - Madeira Beach Fl Photo by FairEllen © No Rock Climbing? Madeira Beach 2008 © FairEllen Lone Seagull #2, Madeira Beach Photo by FairEllen c. The Gulf from Fort DeSoto Pier 06/18/2008 Photo by FairEllen © Lone Seagull #3 Photo by FairEllen ©
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What I've Been Up To

Me

Somewhere between Betty Crocker and Gloria Steinem, Dobie Gillis, and Captain Kangaroo, my personality was formed. I didn't trust anyone over forty, and dreamed of flying away to Neverland.  I landed, instead, in Everland.   I discovered the flowers were here all the time.   Betty Crocker and Gloria Steinem conformed. My mother was right. I was liberated long before I knew what the word meant. I no longer desire the world, just my own place of service, and the courage and strength to do whatever I was meant to do.

I was born in Polk County, Florida. I have an inborn respect and love for the South, the land of my heritage, the land upon which I first drew life and the soil to which I shall someday return. I have studied my family's genealogy with great interest. I am a recently retired legal assistant, and now donate time and effort to various charities.  I write poetry and prose in my spare time .    I try to maintain a well-balanced life.  

I have two sons and a daughter.  I am a member of Florida State Poetry Association,  Florida Writers Association, Florida State Genealogical Society, and Southern Genealogists Exchange Society. 
 

Poetry

A Restless heart must speak;
its salvation is poetry.

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A NEW HORIZON


Some years ago, my soul
revealed itself to me, and
the soul I found was far
beyond the definitions and
theology I had been taught.
Forsaking others, I set out
to be the free spirit
I was meant to be.

I have been to the bottom of the top
and to the top of the bottom,
though I have never reached either.
I have hidden beneath the
covers of pride, and have stood
before an audience of peers,
who cheered my rebellion.

And now, entering into a new phase
of life, I remember not so much
my sacrifices and accomplishments,
but the laughter of an innocent
little girl, who climbed to the
top of a live oak tree
just to prove she could; and
the pinched smile of her father
as he scolded her.

I have loved, lost, loved, and
lost again. I'm okay with that.
I am weary, but no longer in
competition with myself and
my pride.

Seasons of life become
a concatenation, and that is
somehow comforting.
There is always sunshine after
a storm, and the birds always
return to their song; and
I know that, even as I enter
these unfamiliar grounds,
I will never fold my wings, for
they have served me well.

The rest of my life beckons.
My lighthouse is the remembrance
of where I have already been.


© FairEllen 2007
All rights reserved

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