In Solitude

Anger swells with the growing

rage of the day by day

unrest of the one lost

Soon the unrest will

 dissipate and becomes solemn

within one’s own peace

For it has been taught

so harshly the tools

of the living trade

I now take my tools and

choose to craft my own life…

in solitude

- Rhoda Galgiani

The Light of Truth

During a time when faith was swallowed

by the forces of a dismal withdrawal from life,

thy solitary mind could not expand or fight

a reality of what was before thy body lost

Beaten down by confusion, by a confinement

of the thought process, longing to be within

oneself, the desire to dwell among a peaceful

existence that was sadly drawn away

Striving to achieve the wellness of a spirit,

the soul continues to survive the hindering

black weight put upon the body that must

carry a burden heavy to the bewildered mind

Praying to break the chain that confines the will

of thy captured being of beings, the grace of

one shall over come the blackened hold that

entwined the arms that reach out to the world -

as the light of truth shall overcome

- Rhoda Galgiani

Memory's Book

Misty dawn’s light touches the windowsill
awakes the sleepy silent Whippoorwill
calls his heart to sing an early morn song
chants to others, he sings - come along

Take the road that leads to a peaceful walk
stroll together, we remember and talk
special events in our life come and go
nothing to change, happy with what we sow

All that crossed our life’s path was pure delight
as it was intended, life was just right
memories tucked away in the mind’s book
there for one to savor and take a look

The pages worn and torn by fingers touch
looks back fills the heart with love and such

 - Rhoda Galgiani

Another Day Has Begun

Cool spring breezes created from
swirls of water in pools below
leaves a misty cleanliness
upon one's dying spirit
 
Taking a deep breath to savor it all
the mind becomes gently consumed with

nature's beauty of a springtime moment
within the confines of one's own body

Overwhelmed with joy brought by the
comforts of colorful surroundings
fill the longing heart with love
that streams down from above

Thus - another day has begun

- Rhoda Galgiani

He Gave Me Wings

He said unto me - follow
For I shall lift your soul high
Your heart is full not - hollow
Fear not your lost soul shall fly

Hear my laws that lead you - home
Trust my word come close to Me
Your spirit sees lighted - dome
Glory shall be brought to thee

Flying with your angel - wings
To heaven where spirit lives
Fingers yearn to play harp - strings
A place where God loves and gives

Come! Feel His forgiving ways
See His light with golden rays!

- Rhoda Galgiani

Season of Change

amber autumn sky
brisk chill cools the evening sun
blueprint for winter

- Rhoda Galgiani

Solitude's Inner Peace

Solitude brings to one an inner peace,

savored and nourished for without

this sensation embedded deep within,

a rush of volcanic eruption would ascend

One has been granted this worthy seclusion,

for without this inner knowledge that was

born within the spirit's canvas of the body,

one would not arrive to their spiritual space

The secret comes from deep within,

crying to come out spreading this seed

amongst the world of despair and confusion,

sharing the truth that is buried within us all

Solitude for many may be a learning tool,

teaching those of discontent an inner peace,

giving moments to learn the real meaning of

who is wrapped in the blessing of one’s self -

thus, finding truth within a stationary being

- Rhoda Galgiani

A Memory's Tear

There comes a time when heart strings hum

when they remember long ago someone

who touched their life with simple strings

with lines of lace and special things

Memories of days of young and free

when life was happy deep within thee

not a care as one grew each day

learning about life in a simpler way

Time has past and lessons were learned

some are good others to be yearned

passing thoughts live in thy soul

forever remembered special to behold

Tears crest the eye, but not a moment sad

memories of joy are ever so glad

words express those wondrous years

remembered thoughts shall bring that tear -

of happiness

- Rhoda Galgiani

A Winter's Moon

Winter’s moon touches the clouded sky

never giving thought as to how and why

brings eerie filtered light to darkened trees

creates wandering paths with gentle breeze

Lines of a face seemingly tired and old

moons imprint reveal tales it can be told

years of moonlight shines down on earth

captures history that hide a tales worth

Streaming yarns of decades and their glories

the man in the moon records their stories

he will never forget who created it all

forming a structure so no one would fall

cold winter’s moon sits high in the sky

never giving thought as to how and why

- Rhoda Galgiani

When

When - one is faithful

love fulfills thy heart

When - one is joyful

smiles engulf thy lips

When - one is kind

happiness replaces thy pain

When - one looks towards heaven

truth cradles thy spirit for eternity

- Rhoda Galgiani

Young Love

Dreams come throughout the night
memories of young yesteryear
so long ago - tears you fight

Restless mind with turmoil’s unrest
wonders why thoughts drift to and fro
why now - do memories come and go

Happiness shared so many years gone by
young love forever with moments of calm
this is what we knew, our time a sweet song

Those scenes come again to one’s drifting dreams
aged years are consumed with memories of those
who blended hearts thinking one would never go

Knowing all was safe and sound that day
never gave a thought who might go astray -
from young love 

- Rhoda Galgiani

A Winter's Plan

Colorful leaves upon the trees

gently feel the autumn breeze

winter calls to their weakened limbs

chanting musical seasonal whims

Beauty touched by mother nature's hands

with solid gold, red and yellow bands

chill comes with a seasonal change

her return again seems not so strange

Soon the trees will turn all white

eastern seaboard feels a pure delight

winters return ends a colorful parade

mounds of snow banks now to be laid -

in a winter's plan

- Rhoda Galgiani

It is what it is...

Dedicated to: Les Castellana

Thoughts of you come to mind

tears penetrate the eye that causes

blurred memories from long ago

Does the heart still feel the pain

after dual decades of departure

the true answer at times is, yes

Love never dies, it only goes dormant

within the heart that dreams of renewal

and yearns for the happy moments return

Saddened yes, but the empty heart continues

for it has accepted its own completion

it is what it is - during this lifetime

- Rhoda Galgiani

With Him

Dreary is the start of day

one wakes to echoes that do say

come hide inside a human shell

know ones darkness fully well

Above the light is dewy dim

when a lost soul is far from Him

staggering trails left behind

looking for His peaceful sign

Clouds caress a gloomy sky

draw patterns, we stare and sigh

lifeless art floats swiftly away

will come back some other day

Faith must stay within one’s heart

believe and trust Him from the start

all faithful will find His promised love

we know He will take our sins above -

with Him

- Rhoda Galgiani

Sweet Dreams with Vision

Wipe away the far away fears

one can see clearer without riddled tears

Peace becomes one as calmness arrives

clear vision come as positive thoughts rise

Let no one rule your homespun roost

for your own decisions rise you to boost

Until one shares your bills and warm bed

don’t let anyone get into your head

Now that the word easily has been said

continue a path to the homespun bed

Seek sweet dreams with vision to behold

for decisions you make are yours to be told

- Rhoda Galgiani

Discovery Comes

When does the dusty road turn

that leads one onto their quest

Sometimes it is a gradual event

as one finally comes to rest

People seek all kinds of goals

fulfilling their life with glee

As they roam from here to there

hiding from what they do flee

Take time to search deep within

as joy comes to one who learns

Sometimes it is a crawling slow pace

but, discovery comes to one who yearns

-  Rhoda Galgiani

I Wake...

Alone waiting
for the warmth
of a morning sunrise
my soul missing the glory
God’s divine touch
of another day

- Rhoda Galgiani

Feeling Love

Nature gives me joy
having fun of my own
I love God’s work
all fills me with peace
and love

- Rhoda Galgiani

A Goodbye

A goodbye

in any language is bitter

when it is said out loud

Thoughts along the way

dim as one pushes another

away from ones heart

A goodbye

is a shallow rejection

an end to ones future

Thoughts along the way

are diminished as black

dust covers a bright light

A goodbye

the final door that closes on

something that shall never be

- Rhoda Galgiani