Within these walls the waling labor and the promise of a new day
Upon these floors the heavy burdens and the knowing of The Way
Within these chambers of heart and home reverie and reflection
The searching wave of wonder and awe crests with God's perfection
No promise or lament need be silenced or denied its haunting call
Within moments Now the pulsing passion of Presence, The All
The rooms of this home bear sounds and visions of day's gone by
Beauty held in music, art, the gifts of man, child, earth, sea and sky
The noonday sun touches this day with warming light
From each window I look to sky, trees and leaves in wind's flight
This deep captivating call of heart and home in silence I do ever hear
I know of God, this moment, and faith in a tomorrow of banished fear.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Within These Walls, Photograph, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2009-2012.
The rock and roll of the 80's played by my young sons, the barking of our much loved family dog, the bubbling of fish tanks, the cooing of the finches, the care of pigeons, quails, hamsters, snakes, doves, rabbits, turtles, gerbils, white mice, hamsters, the many happy birthdays sung, sounding memories yet heard... These be the savored echoes held by the walls... each room its own artful collection of times long past and the shared JOYS of time present. And now my grandchildren add new treasures, gems of time, dreams yet to be dreamed, and love shared anew. Yes, all Within These Walls...
