Cosmic Dots in Dream Progressions,
Piecemeal Puzzle Part Connections,
fit and form a pattern over time …
Dream bits blend in blind impressions,
Make us blink with blank expressions,
Searching for the reason and the rhyme! (Until …)

Cars and cots and coffee pots,
Are linked in line as cosmic dots,
Thumbnail sketches, skeins in every dream.
Symbols are to Dreamer’s Scenes,
What Thimbles are to Seamer’s Seams,
Both use Thread & Thumbs to Sew a Theme! (But …)
What do doctors share in common?
Chimney, flues and Mary Poppins?
What if colored eggs are in the dream?
Green Eggs and Ham is Dr. Seuss’s
"Sugar Spoon" for Julie Andrews
Magic Music with a Healing Theme!

Dinghies, Docs and Destinations,
Reels and Rods and Recreation …
Freud’yun slipping in a fishing theme?
Or Doc Divine’s own intervention …  
On a path toward comprehension,
To free a fisher’s sole so it can breathe …   

 ©2004    by   Phyllis A Travis

How do I get this anger out of my soul, Lord,
Free it from my heart, so I can see what you see,
Believe what you believe, and just Be –
Secure and safe in the knowledge that you are with me,
Guiding me every step of the way, even when I can't see
Or feel or taste your Love –
Or see the Plan – grand, it must be
In the scheme of cosmic things –

I have to pray so hard just to keep it all tamed,
This rampant disappointment in Humanity, and
Others, and You, I suppose, let alone Me – the
One with all the potential and promise, or so
They all said, my family and friends, Once –
But, as few as there are those who count in my
Heart, there are fewer still where I count in theirs,
And it saddens me so, to know this –

That my legacy will be that of a solo trek and
Journey through a wilderness domain that no
Other ever sought to travel – or seek, in quite the
Same way as this journey has unfolded – so bereft
Of company and encouragement.  Or, when it comes,
It is only from those who have learned how to mimic
The sounds and look of approval, wanting to make
Sure that there is something on record that makes
Me think it is genuine, but it never is, Lord, it has
Never been.

And this, in an innocent heart, is the worst betrayal,
Because I cannot see them otherwise:  except to believe
That the interest is real, and that the accolades are well-
Meant and deserved.  But over and over and over again,
I am touched by the depth of incapacity in those who
Have not yet learned to be Real.   It is easier I guess, to
Mock and ridicule me, or worse, placate any sense of
Expectation I might have by going through the motions
Of Sincerity.     

How shallow it always rings, that sound,
Hardly disguised, as if it could be.  When an eager heart
Is on the line, waiting in the wings.  

What is worse: to feign an interest or express none at all?
I'd rather the honesty of Truth.

Atlanta, GA – InTown Suites - December 06, 2005
Vol 46:  Crosses  & Crossroads [The Adirondack House]
April 24, 2005 – June 21, 2005   Transcribed Jan, 8, 2006

©2005 Phyllis A Travis

I feel like such a third wheel …
Here, in this place where Chaos dwells
And does not welcome me in heart or
Spirit to soothe the weariness that resides in
Darkened corridors and hallways – Hear
The echo rip through silent walls in
Reverberations so loud it shocks me
upright again to know Why I am here:
I must Temper the Fear   
For these little ones
Lost ….

Don’t get too comfortable, She says …
He said she believes the result …
How reversed the reality in its
illusive Truth, Because comfort
in trios, is theirs, not mine, when
Chaos allows such Abdication
Of Truth and parental charge …
While I Tide their Tsunami
For little ones
Lost …
 

01-02-05
PA Travis
Houston, TX

Vol 45:  Guides & Grants [The Pull-Down Map]
January 1,  2005  – February 28,  2005  

A brand new season begins –
Tomorrow …
Am I ready?
For the purpose –
The path –
Stars and light years
Away once in
Imagination it
Seemed –
A mystery trail
Only –
A maze of
Puzzles never
Solved –
Left as a
Bequest it
Oddly seemed –
Hanging by
A thread –
The only clue
To destiny
Needed –
Then or now.
A dream.

2-24-04
PA Travis
Houston, TX

Protect, Oh Lord,
My sister’s soul …
Keep her safe
Where’ ere she goes …
And may she also always know
Oh, How I Love Her So …

I am, in heart, so proud of you … Sis
And honored, too, I must admit,
To see you standing oh, so tall
Upon This Master’s Ship …

I pray the Lord,
(Now, every day)
Gives you vision,
Clears the Way,
For you to serve
And Sacred Save
His Honor,
On this trip ….

You are, in truth, a sister’s pride
Tucked next to heart and soul inside,
Where love, I pray will long reside
Safe upon its shores …

I worry
(as a sister must)
About the danger …
(airborne dust)
Toxic fumes
And carbine Rust
Trapped in “sites”
And ancient bores …

Because the weapons
(seldom seen)
Can harm a soul
Before it blinks!
Hair-trigger actions
Never think – it was,
In hindsight,  War.

And, When you trust in
Those with honor codes,
Hide inside their traitor’s clothes,
Smile with Pride what they disclose
It’s hard to trust what
Honor’s for …

But Faith must always
Persevere …
Wear it as your Cloak,
And Too your shield ..
Both in the Blind
And In the “Field”
Because it’s Honor
There you serve …

And never think
On Distant Shores
That those in charge
Are keeping score
Because only Truth
Can safe Restore
The Soul,
And Too,
It’s Dream …

A song, this Psalm, for you, I leave …
Tape my Heart upon your sleeve …
So you will always carry me
In Spirit where you go …

Protect, Oh Lord,
My sister’s soul …
Keep her safe
In soldiers clothes …
Next to You, may she always know
That I Love her the Most …

I am, in heart, so proud of you … Sis
And honored, too, I must admit,
To see you standing oh, so tall
Upon Our Master’s Ship …

I pray the Lord,
(Now, every day)
Gives you vision,
Clears the Way,
For you to See
And Serve
And Sacred
Save …

His Honor,
On this Trip ….

03-21-04
PA Travis
Houston, TX

Heart-Light (Psalm)
Vol 41: Miracle Maps & Mazes  (Connecting Cosmic Dots)
 February 24,  2004  – July 4,  2004   and

Heart-Light (Song)
Vol 44: Sacrifice Symbols & Scenes  (New Seasons Breaking Through))
October 13,  2004  – December 31,  2004  

©2004 Phyllis A Travis – Word count 40/13 lines
Set to Music (Heart-Light Song)  Lyrics and Music
By Phyllis A. Travis ©2004
November 4, 2004 –  In honor of Allison’s
Deployment to Kuwait on November 8, 2004  …

And I wept before I finally slept, said,
of all you have taken and still expect …
please let me have my dream,  oh Lord,
don’t set aside my dream … “

And every disparate thought today,
Begets a  Word and better  Way,
To prove the  point of “The Golden Pens”:
I write and Live  again …   

Let faith fuel  and fill your soul again,
Teach you now  to love and lend,
Your heart to lovers and to friends,
Who claim a steady hand …

Do not fret the journey, where it leads
The music is the seam you seek,
Will always give you what you need
In poetic scores and stands …

Faith will release you, set you free … 
Let you become who you long to be …  
And never who you thought you’d see  …
beside you in your dreams … .

For every cloud that enters in,
Wants to suck you in again,
Remember the dream of the Golden Pens …
It is your Destiny … .

And so … I write … it’s what I know
Both who I am and what I sew …
In seeds and silver liner notes  … 
Tucked inside my dreams ..

In every shape, a Golden pen,
From a fountain, flows again  …
Faith is the Source, has always been …  
The Wellspring and the Stream …  .
            
by Phyllis A. Travis -
June 14, 2004 –
Houston, TX