#MusicandMuseMonday – When Fear Bows



Whisper Memory that Breathes

through the Softest Echoes of Rhyme,

Hearts Singing like rustling leaves

Amidst the tempests of rancorous Time;

Hearken now to the Voice of of Calm

Tranquility Interposing the restless Sea,

Wordless caress of shapeless Balm

Soothing strife and calamity;

Touch the Hand of Possibility

Through the Hush that wordlessly Brings

Delicate Splendor of Intrepidity

Soaring High upon the Ethereal Wings

Of Chance
Of Courage
Of Belief that Sees

When Fear bows low
Hope’s Mystery Frees!


The Music and Muse category by Morgan shares Poetry and the Music which Inspired it.






Beautiful Original Music by Thomas Bergersen

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Through Endless Obstacles

The Psalmist

Through the ancient forest
Tall and majestic trees
Reaching to the sky
Raining leaves in a drizzle
To the ragged ground below
Some fall into the brook
Over small rocks
Through tiny culverts
Unceasingly advancing
Through endless obstacles
Nothing stops it
The brook continues on
Like that brook
Which murmurs as it flows
The voice of God speaks
Speaks to ears that will listen
Ears that are open
Hearts that are attentive
Waiting in anticipation
It comes amid this loud world
Thoughts fill our minds
Fleshly thoughts
Godless thoughts
Trying to block out His voice
Ever present
His voice speaks
He’s always there
Like that brook
Trying to find you
Find your ears
Find your heart
Through endless obstacles
Nothing stops it
Except our inability to listen
His voice continues on

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Ernie Pyle, 18 April 1945

Pacific Paratrooper

ALBUQUERQUE, N.M. — The only house he ever owned became, and remains, Albuquerque’s first branch library. A South Valley middle school bears his name, and his face once appeared on the cover of Time magazine.

But, today, many people would be stumped to tell you much, if anything, about Ernie Pyle, the famed newspaper columnist whose writings brought the realities of World War II home to millions of Americans.

Jerry Maschino, along with several of Pyle’s descendants, is out to change that.

“A lot of people, if you ask them, ‘Do you know Ernie Pyle?’ will answer yes,” Maschino said. “But if you ask about specifics, they usually don’t know any, other than he was a war correspondent. … But there’s a lot more to Ernie Pyle than that.”

Maschino and a trio of other board members with the 3-year-old Ernie Pyle Legacy Foundation, based in Gallatin, Tenn., were in…

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A Pep Talk ~

CHRISTian poetry ~ by deborah ann

We all need endurance,
to run the faithful race
we all need the strength
found in God’s grace.

We all need encouragement,
to keep our goal in sight
we all need the power
of the Holy Spirit’s might.

We all need perseverance,
to help us to keep pressing
we all need more joy
to keep us from stressing.

We all need patience,
in these trying of times
we all need godly virtue’s
so not to cross the fine lines.

We all need a pep talk,
as the faithful race we run
we all need to hear each day
it is our to be won!


Colossians 1:11

“Strengthened with all might,
according to his glorious power
unto all patience and longsuffering
with joyfulness;”

King James Version
Public Domain

Copyright 2018
Deborah Ann Belka

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Fishing the Reef

L.T. Garvin

Kai examined his spear to make sure it was sharp. He lined up his snorkel mask and fins.

“I hope for a nice Mona tonight,” he said

“Oh, that would be good,” his wife Hana smiled back at him.

“They have been scarce these days, it must be the current.”

“A nod from the ancient ones,” said Hana.

Kai smiled. Leave it to his wife to invoke superstition. She came from an old family on Maui.

“Well, that about does it,” he said loading his gear into the back of his small truck.

Hana kissed him lightly. “I love you, see you later,”

Kai started the truck and headed to Kapalua Beach where he was going to meet his friend, Iokua. The beauty of the sun hanging low over that vast ocean never ceased to tranquilize him. It was almost as if you could board a boat and sail right…

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