August 1, 2023
Reflection
July 31, 2023
GALWAY BAY
I
finally got there – Galway Bay,
the
waters my mom said, “I could
stick
my big toe in every morning.”
Water
lapped the big rectangular –
back
step – grey flat stone – the
only
part of the old grey stone
house
that once lived there.
I
was alone. I was quiet.
I
could hear her say in Gaelic,
“It’s
beautiful - but I’m out of here
soon
– past the Aran Islands –
just
off shore and off to Boston.”
And
she did what her mother
wanted
to do when she was young –
off
to Boston – off to a new life.
© Reflections,
Andy Costello
July 30, 2023
GLUE
We’re
broken ….
We’re
split ….
We’re
cracked ….
We’ve
been dropped a dozen times.
Yet
we still might be able to be used
again
and again and again,
that
is, if we find the right glue
or
cement or tape – anything
that
would help to put ourselves
back
in the game called “life” again.
As
long as we don’t mind
that
others spot our brokenness.
or
crack lines or split stone....
Why
not? The world has been split
over
and over again …. Like bread -
like
Christ – like the Grand Canyon
of
his chest - on the cross that day.
© Reflections, Andy Costello
July 29, 2023
GREASE
Grease up your feet,
your dancing and your singing.
Others will ignore you - that
you're having fun - but look around -
enjoy the music, the motions, the emotions -
Who was it who said,
"God the Trinity is in a deep dance,
calling us out onto the dance floor.
(C) Andy Costello, Reflections