Blossoms Around the Circles: Hidden Truth Poems

By Cheryl Freier

This is a powerful and poignant book, which is so special in its entirety. It specifically tells what the victim is thinking as he is developing a new life and progressing as the blossoms do on the flowers on the circle of life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Apr 26, 2013
• ISBN: 9781481745345

Cheryl Freier

Cheryl Freier has lived in the Boston area for over 40 years. For many years, Cheryl taught young children in preschool; it is because of this great teaching experience that she grew to understand the importance of reading and children’s literature for young children. In the development of her illustrations, she has painstakingly tried to recreate images in a creative and appealing style of art for young children. She writes text for her storybooks in an exciting way, while she very deftly follows a Biblical theme or other theme that she knows the children have been familiar with and would like. She is excited over publishing two storybooks; the first is entitled, The Shepherd Boy And The Sheep Alphabet and the second storybook is entitled: Open The Gates In Jerusalem For The Queen Of Sheba. Both books are rich with flowing lines and bright, vivid colors. Both books are easy to read and the words and sentences flow from the beginning to the end of the book. Cheryl feels proud that she is enhancing her reach to the high level of literacy of the Boston area. She continues to seek themes of interest to young children.

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Blossoms Around The Circles:

Hidden Truth Poems

Cheryl Freier

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Published by AuthorHouse 04/22/2013

ISBN: 978-1-4817-4535-2 (sc)

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Contents

Dedication for Blossoms

We Meet With Ben, Finally

We Begin Our Outlook Again: Ben Helps Us To Start

Compare and Contrast

Reflections On What Is Life

Martin’s Thoughts and Doubts and Reconsiderations

What We Did When In Brooklyn

Martin Is Starting His Life Again

Continued History Of The Jews

Learning The Personal Details Of The Happenings

Beginning Of Some Other Thoughts

Other Thoughts About Survivors of Past Wars In Our History

Planning And Working Hard

Germany Giving Some Money Back To Victims

Prohibitions The Germans Set During The War

King Solomon’s Temple and History

Thoughts Of An Ark For Escape And Salvation

Escape Through The Magic Train

Realizing That Dreams Of Escape Is Not Helping Me

Living Quarters

Cosmopolitanism

Cycles of Knowing

We Made Our Selection: We Chose A Synagogue

Influences on My Instrospection

Am I Faltering?

New Learning Brings Much Success

A Marriage Under The Tent Like The Ages

I am a beautiful butterfly

Illustrations Author Made

Photo Gallery

Dedication for Blossoms

It has given me an enormous sense of accomplishment to have written this book, which is the third sequel to the book, The Grayling Hidden Truth Poems. Each book, which is written in memoriam of my husband, Martin Freier, is dedicated to Pearl, Deborah, and Matt. Their faith in my talents have inspired me to write and to become a successful author. I shall always be indebted to them for their sincerity and kindness, and to family and friends who expressed an interest in these books as a fitting memoriam to my husband, Martin Freier. He was an honest man and believed in doing good for his fellow man.

-Cheryl Freier

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Blossoms Around The Circles:

Hidden Truth Poems

By Cheryl Freier

W e are exposed during our lifetimes to the blossoms of life: circles of personal treasures that have come about in our lifetimes. In expressing myself euphemistically, using creative thoughts, I will express these thoughts as: bright sun-colored yellows in our thoughts like when a baby is born; the transparent, iridescent purple colors of blossoms emerge as we live our lives from year to year, accepting our genetic time clock; the earth tone colors signal the changing of seasons—which could be our way of interpreting our lives and changing our way of thinking as we follow the ripening of maturity; the sapphire blues—these colors are the ones that radiate feelings of hope and spirit within our lives—prompting arising feelings of resilience and resourcefulness when times are difficult; the ruby reds light up a fire within us to fight for our rights and to achieve, and the multitude of other glazing, blazing colors on the shining blooms of the flowers of our lives depict other creative thoughts. There are colorful and ornate flowers growing all over the world—signifying the unity of all peoples in all parts of the world for the grace, the gift of peace in every country, and in every person’s heart and spirit, and fiber of their body.

Reflections upon the creative concept, ‘infertility of bulbs’, which would be the opposite of blossoms along the circle, war is the word that wrangles itself wrongfully upon the peoples of the earth. War is a destroyer. War disrupts everything in our lives during its duration. In my case, Martin thought, "war destroyed my family’s way of life. The aim of the Nazis was to make the Hebrew religion an endangered species, which will soon become extinct. War brought misery to my mind even though I was able to proceed with my life and work towards being successful after our family came to the United States. War brought destruction to buildings as building after building lost its purpose of design and collapsed from bombs or mortar, and the weight of the devil. I shall always remember all the people whom I knew and cherished, who perished in the Holocaust. What will always be unanswerable in my mind is that these were innocent people who did not commit a crime. Why such a severe sentence of instant judgment—of death? It is because the Nazis and their leaders considered themselves special people who deserved all the wealth in the world. Within the context of many circles of the experiences of our lifetimes, historical content reveals aberrations of peace along the circles of the world’s existence. The Holocaust standing out for oppression of religion, wanton killing of Jews and others, and rapid acceleration of maniac rules for leaders of the German Reich.

This story portrays another sequel, chapters in the life of Martin Freier. It also portrays Martin’s positive outlook on life. You will relish over his accomplishments. But Martin was a person like you and I. He carried the pictures of what he saw during WWII in his mind Martin to the day he died. A sense of guilt over the question, why he and his family survived, and others didn’t make it many times surfaced to his mind. His sense of self-worth was compromised to the extent that he didn’t care for himself—he never went to doctors. He kept symptoms to himself. I often think that had he gone to the doctor as soon as his symptoms appeared, he might have been spared from dying of Cancer. Good possibility or he would have given himself a good fighting chance against the disease. I would have loved to have grown old with him. Martin was my husband and he was also my best friend and the very best of fathers in the world. And through writing his memoirs I am thanking him for his sharing with me his sense of wonder, and his infinite goodness, and his realistic assessment of humanity and human nature, and his many, many talents. I would have loved to have grown old with him. I have to express my gratitude for the time on this earth, which he shared with me, and the wonder and righteousness which he always talked to our children about, and I am grateful for all of the people who loved Martin too. Martin was truly an exemplary model. He was an example of a person that all of us should follow.

I can express myself with all sense of introspection and truth and say, our good times are our blossoms. What is the extended, extra sensual meaning as well as a creative meaning of the word blossoms? It is the blooming of flowers around the circles of the years of our lives. The blossoms in life are not only flowers given to us as a gift by the Lord himself; but they are the blossoms that we have strived for step-by-step at many inexhaustible paces. Most of all, our rewards for our achievements is that we obtained them honestly and with righteous dignity, real blossoms. During the war, no one thought of flowers, no one thought of enjoying a bud grow and grow until the flower has blossomed. But if I could change all of the tormented moments I felt as I saw and heard hatred breed and ferment and kill, I would change it all to pretty blossoms of so many colors and shapes that everyone would stop to look in wonder at the beautiful blossoms. I can go forward with my life, however, and that is what I am going to do. We must all remember the saying: Forgiveness, The Thoughts of forgetting the harm—Leads To Our Salvation" and those are the thoughts we must listen to in our minds."

In the book of poems which Martin wrote and published, which is entitled, Hidden Truths & Other Poems, he wrote in his dedication: For my parents, Joseph and Anna Freier, who loved life and never gave up on it even in their darkest moments. Along with this shining testimonial, in his poem, Powerful Forces, p. 75, he wrote:

"Man keeps believing in his

Invincibility, and his superiority,

Until he is humbled by the full

Force of a wintry storm.

He is overwhelmed and

Surrounded from all directions

By the perfections

Of nature’s forces.

The blowsof the snow squalls

Keep pounding him

As he fights back

The onslaught and the attack.

Suddenly, the storm

Disappears

As thin air

Without fanfare".

As there are hidden truths, there are hidden miracles too. In the Bible, The Stone Edition, p. 259 in the Parashas Vayigash, chapter 15. speaks of a miracle. The ‘hidden miracle’ of Jochebed’s birth. The verse gives the total of Leah’s offspring as thirty-three; however, the foregoing account lists only thirty-two names. The thirty-third child was Jochebed, the future mother of Moses, who was born as they entered the gateway between the walls, on the way into the city… . The birth of Moses involved a great miracle. Levi was 43 at the time of the descent to Egypt, and Moses was born 130 years later; neither of these facts is in question. Thus even if Jochebed had been born much afterward, say fifty-seven years later, Levi would have been 100, and Jochebed would have been 73 when she gave birth to Moses—surely two miraculous events!

A hidden truth is that to live life every day is a miracle. The Freier family has miraculously escaped the ‘whip of chaos’ a second time when they fled Czechoslovakia. This was the second miracle: in the year 1954, Martin Freier arrived with his family in New York City—literally running away from the political conflagrations, and the deprecating contests the Communists in Czechoslovakia and in Russia were known for.

It was late in the day in the month of August when we arrived in New York. Not one of us could speak our thoughts of sorrow, and awe, and joy for we were too