Tommia's Tablet

Mother and Child, too by Tommia Wright

Letting the light shine by a candle’s glow

the arrival one the Savior, all to know

even as we see the cross

and remember our debt he paid, to bring back the lost.

Mother and Child by Tommia Wright

Across the way in the alcove

a mother holds her child in love

under the archway, under the shield

the one to make the way, to sin never yield.

To pray for those who need to be loved

To give thanks for those who selflessly love

To treasure something as a caring touch

To know this world’s possessions couldn’t compare much.

(Inspired by the third photo of the third column of the Roman Holiday Collection)

Does anyone know what could happen at any given moment, at any given step? Whether it’s a family reunion or chance enjoyment of a gelato with a gent?

What is it about these steps that draw people far and near? A closer look at the obelisk or the twin bells one can hear?

Is this the day to simply take a holiday, to do a lot of silly things? Or is this an enlightening day where you see more to human beings?

Whether along the stairs we go down or we go up, the blessings, opportunities, talents, and such are enough to overflow our cup.

So, which way are we to travel today? Where different regions meet, the question is – now which is the way?

The Square - By Tommia Wright

Forget the malls, the theatres and coffee shop. When friends find one another, anyplace is a good place to stop.

Be it by an obelisk or a fountain plain, outdoor gatherings happen whether there is sun or rain.

If only to catch one’s breath on the step or to toss a coin in the water, sometimes stopping to just chat about the roses is all that is required.

by Tommia Wright

 It is amazing the kind of stance

One can take near the top of the bell tower in Florance.

All the tiled roof-tops below

Filled with families, children who continue to grow.

Whatever path will be found before them

As they let go of their mother’s dress hem

The discoveries made will change their world

Wisdom, knowledge, other items pearled.

Does the casual observer really look around

Or simply stare at the distant ground?

Maybe the observer will see something new –

How can one not from this spectacular view?

(Based in part on the first photo of the first column in the Roman Holiday collection as well as the fact that today’s Thomas Edison’s birthday)

Oh to find an athenauem

Large enough for the Edison Museum

and the life stories of those in a mausoleum

all to fit in the Roman Colosseum

to respect those living, to remember the dead

and learn, take in, reflect on the many words said.

(Inspired by the third photo of the first column of the Roman Holiday collection).

Of shield, emblems and coat of arms,

Engraved in gold, to appeal to commoners’ charms

How quickly we forget the parable

Of how guests at a banquet are to choose a seat at the table.

Then again, no matter the path,

Or the odd logic of His graceful math

Three nails, one cross= forgivenness given

A reminder of this, each time the Lord’s Supper is taken.

(Inspired by the first photo of the third column in the Roman Holiday collection)

Never matters where one does roam.

Be it in the mainstreets or alleyways or emerging from one of many catacombs.

Look up to the sky and one will find

One of many church domes having surpassed the passage of time.