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For all of time

Posted in Inspiration with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 14, 2013 by allisonlabine
May our mothers and fathers and grandparents, and friends, and anyone we hold dear stay with us as long as possible. When they are called from us, may they still stay…in our hearts, forever.

Across the universe and for all of time…

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Words and photo by: Allison LaBine
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You Make a Difference

Posted in Inspiration with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 9, 2012 by allisonlabine

You make a difference every single day in the lives of those you love.
You make a difference to someone every time you smile.
You make a difference when you see the world with your heart.
You make a difference when you realize that
No matter how small, everything you do matters to someone.

-Allison LaBine

Reflections of Freedom

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on January 30, 2012 by allisonlabine

Waves beat at the concrete cage,
Hissing –
You are my prisoner,
Through each age.

A seagull swooped down and called,
You have no voice.
You are frozen to this spot white tower;
In what world did you have a choice?

Fog choked.  Ice cracked.
The sun’s flames
Ceaselessly scorched.
Ships passed and
Sailors turned,
Even the moon’s silhouette burned.

Still,
The tower stood,
Separate and alone;
A thousand days
Blurring into one long night,
Silence –
Echoing in hollow bone.

Hear me,
Hear my voice,
Tell me I am not alone.
My ache was a whisper,
Before a hushed cry,
Now – a raging, burning tome.

Alone?
You are nothing but alone,
The wind screeched and moaned.

You will not speak,
Hold your tongue,
Your empty
Words, I steal.
They will stay down
Deep inside
Buried,
Quiet and unreal.

And now no more,
Your heart has slowed,
Your faint call falls on
Deaf ears.
Close your eyes,
And go to sleep,
You are not needed here.

But something heard,
Something felt,
The wake of life above.
And reached out,
Reached up,
With sweeping arms of hope.

The gull envies you for the
Heights you have climbed;
The wind and waves for your
Strength.
But your cage –
The one you have always known
Has been no one’s, but your own.

Bars built from your fear, and
Darkness reaching from your past,
Take down those walls, and
Dream –

You will be free at last.

-Allison LaBine

Photograph by Allison LaBine; Burano, Italy

Strength

Posted in Inspiration with tags , , , , , , , on January 19, 2012 by allisonlabine

Build roots from your heart and stand your ground.  Everything else is just a matter of time.

– Allison LaBine

Image by Allison LaBine