Explaining Blue Eyes (A Found Poem)

Explaining Blue Eyes (A Found Poem)

We so often take for granted
the color of our eyes,
assume blue eyes
have always populated
the world
as densely as
other colors.

Surprise!

The human race
started with the same
brown. Everyone with
blue has the exact
ancestor. Years ago,
born in the
black sea region.

The creation
of a “switch,”
which “turned off”
brown eyes.”
Blue-eyed ancestor
had to endure.
Mutation survived.

How incredible!

Nature
shuffling genes
to create
something entirely
different, and
just as
beautiful.

From: Blue Eyes Originated from a Single Ancestor Thousands of Years Ago
Read more at http://www.onlybestofwebs.com/2015/02/03/blue-eyes-originated-single-ancestor-thousands-years-ago/#Otw7W1G3gGGlq4eo.99

Compassion

My response to: A post reveal for the 20th of Feb, when the 1000 Voices for Compassion Bloggers will be out in full force, clicking their keyboards and penning their thoughts on compassion. Do join us on that date!http://gettingliteral.com/?p=4229 (Being Literal)

Compassion

Compassion–an understanding–
the essential element
combined with much-needed
love.

Entwine yourselves
around our hearts.
Entice us to
expand our souls.

Unite your wisdom
in our minds.
Make us
one.

Find us empathetic.
Never leave us
emotionally empty to
others’ needs.

Come, passion!
Be our life companion
And all will be
right in our world.

Jeremiah

*Jeremiah Fiedler (33) died in a car accident on 2/6. He leaves behind two children (12) and (6). This poem is for Jeremiah.

Jeremiah

More than just
a-smile-and-a-wave
four-wheeling
across-the-street neighbor:

A faithful father,
a family-comes-first
Mr. Fix-it,
ever willing to share a laugh,
have a talk,
lend a hand,
make the best
of it.

Like the prophet
of his same name
searching for “the good way”
and wanting “to walk therein,”
he lived his small-town life
of struggles and successes.

He would want
to wish us peace,
abiding love,
a life well-lived,

and, as he has now,
“rest for our souls.”