Ruth Truman
From the joy of being alive through the days of falling in love, raising a family, finding faith-questioning and living it-changing, maturing, and finally facing life’s closure, this book of poetry presents it all. Then, in case that isn’t enough, a bevy of songs are added to express life yet another way. There is joy: 'The laughter started way down low, Maybe in my great big toe-' Contemplation: 'A wing-ed bird chirps out the first dawn call And soon pink sky is flooded with the sound. . .' Love: 'Spray bounced off the strictest cliffs, Coating briefly lovers’ lips' Life’s changes: 'The emptiness the quiet space The laughter gone Some other place' Faith: 'I am no longer my own, but Thine. Put me to what Thou wilt. Rank me with whom Thou wilt.' And facing life’s closure: 'Fine old house, We have outlived them all And you shall remain When I am gone. Then you will fill again. You will never be alone.' Then, after the poetry, comes music of faith and life that ends on this spirited note: 'Kick up your heels, baby! Life is to be lived! It’ll take all you can give, So kick, kick, kick! Kick up your heels, baby!'
