Sun Prizms

Morning after returning home from vacation.

Sun Prizms

Lord thank you for this morning.

Window Sun prisms flow through fir trees to my floor.

Outside beauty pulls at me and is brought to the inner room of this heart.

Light barely awake it has begun this day. I rise from my chair.

Awake a bit early, walking slowly down hallway to kitchen.

Beauty unexpected jolts me to attention. 

It is a stretching sharp lance of golden sun now calling my name.

Bright shining upon wood plank floor but no cutting of skin

Toes are safe as I amble through early golden edged pattern of loveliness.

My eyes drawn to its light, mid stride a single foot fall held in place then pause.

This my morning’s saunter with a nice hot mug of creamy sweet coffee in hand.

Its comfort seems to echo the welcoming of the bright sun diamond.

Arrival, yes back to my desk with window venetian blinds pulled up.

These eyes look out to new day.

The sun is now creeping along languidly, fully across my tall garden fence.

In the forefront, leading the way; tall yellow dahlias herald in communion. 

 The creamy peach and bright red of its fellows all in a row 

join in

Now the same hall wall at my back is like a projector screen. 

Through study door it receives lengthening shimmer. 

It contrasts a weaving, a climbing of flower’s vine in silken 

 silhouette.

There is nothing for it but to stare, to admire.

Now is the time to consider, in this journey of morning imagination, pondering. 

I am home.

Kathy Van Kurin, September 3, 2019

Author's Note

How do you feel upon arriving home after being away.
What does home mean to you or former homes.

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy." John Denver

They say home is where the heart is but I am just a pilgrim and an orphan on this earth, bound for home and longing for the love of my Father's embrace. I am the prodigal son who wasted his time and efforts in pursuit of things which left me wanting. I will return, broken and destitute to that home I long for. Until then, I travel the road in the direction (as best I can) that leads me towards that only enduring hope. Bless. F.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Fabian G. Franklin,
A pilgrim and an orphan on this earth. Good point there. That hunger for something never satisfied, need left empty......I think are the needling clues that this life and world is not meant to be all there is. Loved your review and I totally identify. Happy here but this is surly just a shadow of the final home of those washed in the blood of the lamb of God. Jesus is truly our Savior! I am so glad to be included. Jesus is Lord.
Bless you.
Kathy

[Fabian G. Franklin]

When I was a child I thought of my parent's house as my home. But when I became a man I wanted a home of my own. Now I am an old man and know that this world is not my home. "And they acknowledged that they were strangers and exiles on the earth. Now those who say such things show that they are seeking a country of their own." Hebrews 11:13-14

[Neville]

I love going away .. but I invariably like returning home ... you can beat an egg & a drum .. but you just can't beat coming home at the end of a long day ................ I simply loved sun prizms ,, shine on Kathy :)

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Neville,
It is encouragement like yours that surrounds a tired soul with light. This lady sometimes is tired but we all feel that way sometimes. Glad to of come across your super review today. Love your kindness!
Bless you bunches.
Kathy

[Neville]

you really are so very welcome my friend ...

Neville :)

[Sami Khalil]

Rest and relaxation after a trip is much needed coupled with missing all the things we hold dear. I can tell you had a wonderful vacation and that you live in a magical place. I know you are grateful for all. We praise Him for all the wondrous things He created. Beautiful imagery all included.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Sami,
Hi there. This little bit I wrote came out of thankfulness. Having a home base after being gone was just so comforting. In what you said above; 'missing all the things we hold dear.' So right and as always I sure do enjoy your ability to get something good from what others share.
Blessings to you!
Kathy

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Good to know. You are so welcome.

[Kent Rawski]

You got lit by the light imagine the light and so bright as Paul faced which blinded him only to allow him to see the true light of Jesus Christ. Light truly reveals things. I love the line outside beauty pulls at me and is brought to the inner room of this heart. I found this poem very enlightening poetess

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Kent Rawski,
Oh, I needed to sit down here at my desk and see is anyone had read my stuff. Here you are. I see it was a month ago. Bless you for giving such kind and interesting reviews. Paul, boy he went through a lot and brought his gifts and desire for Jesus into a ministry we can still learn from. Again, thanks much! You reminded me that we write of what enlightens.
Kathy

[John the Baptist]

Sounds as though you are a morning person. It takes me three cups of coffee before I even approach this level of ebullience.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

John the baptist,
This was written in the early fall after arriving home from a road trip. A lot of outdoor camping, hiking etc. Anyway it was luxurious to just be home and enjoy a cup of coffee as I sat by my window and basked in peace. I really appreciate your fun reviews. thank you.
Kathy

[barleygirl]

I bet you appreciate the beauty & comfort of your home, whether you've just returned or not! You paint a rich tapestry of what it means when a mere dwelling has been imbued with the depth of being considered "home". Your poem is enthusiastic enuf to make us want to appreciate our habitat in such a lively way, day in & day out! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Hi Margie,
Tired tonight but I stumbles on your encouraging warm words. You have a great way of looking beyond yourself which is really nice. Home is where we want to be. I think it really radiates from our inner heart. Well, see you around.
Kathy

[TL Boehm]

This poem made me ache to feel the way this poem reads, to revel in the color and vibrance of the garden... we all need a garden, a home

[Kathy Van Kurin]

I think our design within inner being seeks inspiration. In your writing you find this kind of seeking. A little different from me but then we are motivated in different ways. I sure do appreciate your own style! Bless you Tl Boehm. We're waiting for Spring right?
Kathy

[Paul Bell]

Aw kathy, you mentioned that word, vacation.
Something the Brits haven't managed this year. The sun seems a distant star now, staycations now the norm.
I'm glad you told us about yours though, it gives us hope for the future. Today I'll be watching the football with no fans in the stadium, strange times indeed. 2021 is the aim for a holiday now that a vaccine has been found. Hopefully good times ahead. Hope you're well, Kathy, be good.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Paul,
Yes we must look forward and believe and know things are getting better. The whoe world has surly struggled and suffered through this last year. The vacation I went on was September of 2019. Anyway I sure appreciate hearing from you. It's nice to know and hear from others like yourself from other places. We are surly in this together.
Bless ya!
Kathy

[Paul Bell]

Some idiot in the Government is letting us loose for Xmas. That won't end well, I can see lockdown in January.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Paul,
I hope and pray for England. Here in the states we are related somehow. It 's just hard no matter how we look at it. Well The state I am in says don't really get together for thanks giving because supposedly the virus is on an uptick and deaths and sickness along with it. Well bless you dear writing friend. I wish you some good and some fun and some fresh air and sun.
Kathy