by Liam
In a hundred different ways, silence speaks in its own language
Only you can understand that tongue.
What we hear is more beautiful than poetry
More eloquent than these words I write.
It is the hush where souls meet,
The quiet doorstep where we recognize one another,
As if the long road turned here
This meeting
The end and beginning.
And so, I come home,
Not to a place, but to the shelter of your being,
Where silence blossoms into belonging,
And every new arrival is already complete.
by Liam
May the sheen of each early light,
gather gentle around your heart.
May the slow breath of this day,
steady the trembling of your life.
Here within the shelter of stillness,
you will again feel,
the ancient rhythm of your own soul.
Music older than words,
calling to guide you home.
May quietude wash the dust from your sight.
May the living ground beneath your step,
remind you of a grace that holds all things.
And when you venture once more
into the wilderness of the world,
may you carry calm, like a hidden spring,
nourishing
every word,
every gesture,
every breath.
by Liam
It’s in the setting of my footprint
That my words begin to walk—
A journey across wide spaces,
Tracks deep inside my thoughts.
The story of those places—
Of stars, of mountains too,
Of hummingbirds and crystal balls,
Of you, and me, and who.
This world of ever-never—
It’s here for all to share.
It’s here we touch, we laugh, we cry,
We open up the inner eye
To fly, to fly, to fly—
According to a magic where bonds release the grip,
Where things unfold—a story told,
A whispered word, a place of gold.
Not only in this hour, ‘twixt midnight and the dawn—
Outside, a storm; inside, it’s warm:
A twinkling star,
A princess far,
A half-filled, waiting cookie jar.
I’m talking with an angel
Who whispers in my ear:
“Of seas, and ships, and sealing wax,
Of cabbages and kings.”
Oh, friends, now gather round me—
Your time too near at hand.
Your journey starts; our ways might part,
Yet never feel alone at heart.
It’s in the setting of that footprint
Your words will learn to walk,
Take you on a journey far—
Beyond the storm,
The twinkling star,
The secret space where
We just are—
All one.
by Liam
A handshake…
this simple moment of presence.
Your child’s laughter, sudden and bright,
like a bird startled into song.
The August rain,
softening the grass under my feet,
and the patient rhythm of the sea ….
eternal, like my first deep breath in the morning.
A glass of wine with dad,
that silent enjoyment of time passing gently.
The grace of easing someone’s pain…
as if your hands remembered
they were created for this.
And love…
not hurried, but intense and slow,
together under the watchful shade of the moon.
Our souls meeting again,
stronger for the intimacy we enjoy.
Life, quietly , remains
the most astonishing gift.
It is from here…
this place of sacred normality…
that we learn to stop,
Allowing the small things to speak.
These, they are the truest.
They fade not.
They dwell inside us like embers,
warming us when we feel cold.
And this is why we go on …
because even in the quietude,
we are being told who we truly are.
“Spoken by the quiet voice of the heart”
by Liam
When pain comes,
not as an intruder,
but as an old companion
with no name,
welcome it.
Let it sit beside you
in the soft chair of morning.
Do not ask it to explain itself.
It speaks in the language of silence,
and it knows
the hidden geography of your body.
Pain does not arrive to punish,
but to open
what was closed,
to break
what no longer serves,
to draw you
closer to that center
you had forgotten.
It peels away your armor,
not to leave you bare,
but to clothe you
in truth.
It turns your gaze inward,
where the light
waits patiently
under the ruins.
Trust these strange hands,
they do not break you,
they reshape us.
And in time,
when the ache becomes a rhythm
the rhythm turns to rhyme
you no longer fear,
you will find
beneath the wound
a wellspring,
a deeper kindness,
a fierce gratitude.
Until then,
breathe gently.
Speak your sadness to the sky.
Let the pain be part of your prayer.
For pain, too,
is a teacher,
and even in darkness,
it plants
the seeds of a new day dawning.
by Liam
In the shade of wisdom, we find peace,
A refuge from the noise of the mundane day.
This voice—a balm that makes our worries cease.
And in its silence, life is not the same.
For in this quietude we encounter grace,
A gift within that fills us with wonder,
Whose silent words help us find a holy place,
Where truth and beauty call amidst the thunder.
Oh, let these words be spoken loud and clear,
So all may hear the message that they bear,
And resonate in their sweetest sphere,
Your heart be moved to seek the truth—and dare
Embrace the light that shines from deep within.
….So invite your words, ignite your soul—and win.
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by Liam
Should life break, even crack you,
the soul will whisper —
Saying you are ready to be remade,
To be gathered differently, with tender bands.
Each shattered shard feels,
like a fragment seeking a new place,
finding a new purpose only time can reveal,
a meaning shaped by quiet grace.
Trust your cracks, for there,
the light is absorbed into you—
its gentle beams healing,
illuminating the way to health.
In the brokenness, we meet ourselves again,
and in that meeting, we realize wholeness also happens.
With the courage to rebuild, to reimagine,
to let loves strength take on a new form.
Really we are never broken,
But breaking through—
becoming more than we ever were.
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by Liam
This morning is a melody,
A quiet hum, a whispered song,
Rising in the breath of dawn.
The laughter in the air rings bright,
Each note shimmers, each pause alights-
And as I wake, the world awakens too,
In the curve of your hand, see I the mystery of you.
There is joy in this—a gentle note,
A rhythm that beckons us into solace.
The day begins, not with rush or haste,
But in the stillness shared, in the trust we embrace.
To this moment, we come as one—
Our hearts tuned to a harmonious tone.
Let us lift the octave of our day,
Let us rise, in the giving, in the song sung play.
For the music of life flows in the beat of hearts,
Melody and rhythm, where all our journey starts.
The sky takes the song—wide look see,
A chorus inviting all to be- free
Alive in love, awake in deed,
To plant the seed where hope may grow,
To touch the world, to let it know—
That here, now, in this fleeting day,
Is where we sing, is where we stay.
Tomorrow may not wait or idle,
So live, and love, while there’s light let’s play.
For some, the dawn may have gone—
For us today, let’s fill it with song.
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by Liam
When the weight feels heavy on your mind,
And you stumble, struggling on your path,
Let kind words, like a soft breeze,
Lift you up where the sunlight shines.
They rise from that unseen, eternal source,
Where thirsty souls drink deep and find wisdom,
And in those flowing waters, you’ll be made whole,
As thoughts, like divine threads, unfold their truth.
These are not just empty words,
But woven threads of meaning, touching the soul,
Bringing you back to life’s light,
Showing how all our hearts are connected.
When trapped in the cold stare of sorrow,
Let rich colors—indigo, red, green—
Breathe life back into your spirit,
And bring back the joy that once bloomed within.
And when your thoughts drift in a dark sea,
When your mind feels worn and lost,
A path of shining moonlight will appear,
Guided by quiet words that mend your broken dreams.
Don’t let despair take over your heart,
For wisdom speaks in every fiber,
Calling you gently back to the place
Where souls are nourished in the light.
Let the earth’s abundance guide you,
The whispering wind, the steady flow of the ocean,
Wrap yourself in words, with love surrounding you,
Let their beauty protect and uplift you.
For words, born of thoughts, are never cold,
But burn with an eternal flame, pure and bold.
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by Liam
I’ve felt excitement.
Yes, that smirk, that chuckle of glee,
Bubbling up inside the true, the authentic me.
It’s not that often,
Yet somehow, when you smile, I laugh.
I’m free; you liberate the joy, the intensity.
Sparks, flashes of humor—
I reflect a glance of your iniquity.
Happy,
It’s what we have done,
It’s what we have begun:
Unpremeditated authenticity,
Touching, manipulating, implicating, weaving.
It’s me, alive in your autonomy.
True.
Oh yes, please, I’m sparkling too.
I’m immersed in this momentary, effervescent now.
Excitement overcomes the stated,
The casual question of just how it occurred:
The magic, the love, the true joy of…
Who we are,
Who we strive to become,
Who we grow to know.
This potential, ours is the ground to grow.
Excitement, truly exciting.
Let’s just do it.
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