Poetry: Skylark
by Liam
Your wind sweeps past and through me
Lifting my skylark wings till they embrace the blue
White clouds we ask, laugh and why?
My 1000 questions
Leave me with Gods glance to
Support the proofs that cannot hinder nor define
Caught in the reflection of heavens glass
This Ruby red will pass my lips to find
Answers deep golden nuggets imbedded within the bedrock of my soul
Quietly awaiting the wind
Patiently awaiting the wisdom.
Poetry: The Articulation of a Face
by Liam
“Let the soul speak with the silent articulation of a face.” Rumi
Upon the edge of breaking dawn
I reach out to the waiting morn
“Why am I?, who am I?, What am I?”
The silent articulation in
Gods quiet space Echoes, reverberates in lines across my aging face
Each smile captured
Each laughing moment brings to life
Obliterates the pain the strife
Ripples across an endless sea
These questions lines of poetry
Remind my soul remember thee
The beginning
The end
The now
Be free
Poetry: Butterflies
by Liam
When she looks at you
Listen up, for those
Deep eyes speak sweet
Words of silent selflessness
Each a butterfly
Alone though the colors, the movements take
My gaze to intoxication
Not my thoughts
My emotional wings take flight feelings
Lifting me peacefully on the intention of the moment
Eyes, gaze, the look
Mesmerize
“Half full or half empty is not the illusion, it’s the glass.”
Liam
Poetry: One to Eight
by Liam
The one Divine permeates the pattern
Man and Woman create the third which crawling cries
Four corners build the framework of the dwelling
These five senses connect you with a driving mind
The six directions bind you with a life to strive for
Be as clear today as you are in all seven
Be to heaven as you appear
with God innate
Poetry: Phoenix
by Liam
What should I do but participate in love
The troubles the turmoil and pain
Gain nought for this flame melts all
It’s from those ashes
Dusty and grey that the Phoenix of Love rises
Born from shame we emerge anew
Glowing in the refractive glance
Of Gods own giving
Touch feel free of what was
Intimate integral emancipated in this adventure of now
Me is immaterial, it’s about the ecstatic emulsion of Heaven and now
Whipped up in waves of intensity
Turning towards the source
Happy just because it’s you
Found free alive, in me.
Poetry: The Chaff
by Liam
Mingle friends each with the other
Share the joy of day sweetening life
With a smile with a laugh
We undo the knot of insecurity binding us to the uncertainties
Only God infinity knows
Where when why we
Step forward into the light of the other life
Eternity is simply this
Momentary ripple in the wind
Captured as we throw or lives like chaff leaving the seed
One falling one flying
One begins one ends
Each day
Poetry: Enough
My primary, initial and most valuable relationship
Is neither you, nor them or the other
This love affair is invisible, quiet and immersive
It’s my responsibility to care, love and support myself
It’s the whisperer of encouragement in moments of doubt
It’s the shine of a smile after
we have danced about
It’s the warm recognition
Both me and me are enough
Enough to fill the day with warm well done
Enough to laugh in the shining
sun
Enough to know this foundation is a fountain of who
Else can grow and learn this too.
Poetry: My Perception
by Liam
Each day sends me a teacher
My eyes, that seeing is not all sight
My words, that talking could contribute to understanding
My deeds, that doing aught be helping
Perception, is also communication
With the Devine
Where life, manifold and rich
Shares its mystery with my depth of awareness
It’s in the quietude of silence though
In the stillness of peace
I lose the self within the ocean
Afloat, a swimming in me
I becomes the drop you see
I become the wet you touch
I think these thoughts of you so much.
I’ve looked for Love since forever
These pieces, each a part of the me
Found in a puzzle called life
Leading back to the whole picture of Love
Hidden for all to find
Written for all to read
Spoken for all to hear
What need I forsake to take this home with me?
My eyes
My thoughts
My hearing
Let me cast them over the cliff of understanding
Let me hurl my inhibitions into a pit of passion
Embracing a heart burning like the center of the sun
Humble like dew caressing a blossom
At peace with moments I know
Take my hand and come, just flow.
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