Snapshots of my Soul

Snapshots Of My Soul

The shadow of God's hand
Rests upon mountains of blue,
As angels guard this land
On slopes pastoral and true -
This is a snapshot in my soul.

A regatta of clouds
Sail across the azure sky,
Inspired by the crowds
That wish they too could fly
To an image in my mind.

A sea breeze whispering
Sweet nothings in my ear;
Rising waves come crashing
On rugged rocks so near
It brings music to my heart.

A walk amongst the penguins;
Tiger Eyes slip out my palm;
Dawn begins after midnight swims
In oceans peaceful and calm -
All pictures for me to keep.

And now, I must get back
To a life of routine;
And if again I lose track
Of my purpose and dream
I'll remember the snaps.

Snapshots of; a seashell,
Of dancing, singing Cape Coons;
Of cliffs jutting out to quell
Rampant waves and baboons -
All of them - safe, tucked away.

When Life rears an ugly head
I will not falter, nor fall;
For in my mind I will spread
A growing album of all
The snapshots of my soul.

© 2002 Debbie Joubert

***note: this was written at the beginning of 2002, after a trip to (guess) Cape Town. Although I wasn't born in CT, I regard it as home. We drove down in Dec. 2001 after an extremely bad year; I had last been in Western Province in the mid eighties and this was my first trip back. Going back was pure therapy. This is one of my few "lighter" poems.

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