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In time it’s the clock
Or the pencil’s written song
Or a moments recognition about where we belong
At times it’s the lock on the prisoners door
Or Jacob who left and returned home to more
From time we charge, towards time we run
The rising,the setting of the moon and sun
Yet in it we are, a beginning and an end
So where do we start?
When it’s time to begin
Is it here?
Is it there?
Is it up?
Is it down?
Or simply the quietude when sitting down.
Emotional Poetry: A Lost Wish
In a firmament full and shining
Wonder gazed on thoughts fulfilled
A star fell shouting all a tumble
With it too, the wish you stilled
Destined and disappointed
Urgent and requested
What’s released, what’s desired?
What’s preserved and what’s required?
Nature Poetry: God
God, not only speaks
Through the language of nature
Also, in the words we whisper to ourselves.
Beautiful wisdom across the tapestry of your heart
These feelings, these impressions wait
Patiently for your stillness
For the quiet moments of inner peace and tranquillity
Sparkling from the reflection of your soul
It’s bird song
It’s the flute
It’s a splashing brook
Which sing God’s song
Listen up, for the mystery of this music
Is written too across your heart
A manuscript of love
A book of joy
A letter of forgiveness
Alone for you to read
Alone for you to discover and share.
Inspirational Poetry: Thank You
was I grateful for this …. gratitude?
Pulling gratitude threadbare across emaciated shoulders
Falling upon boney knees
I’ve shown my thanklessness for to long
Starved this self of love
To long let life flee before me
Of my inner eye
Tears so old, grown cold now cry
Why did arrogant selfish blind my way?
When it’s so simple to say
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Joy is my new nourishment
My gratitude feeds each part of my life
Anew, afresh, awake
Grateful for this life, this new day
Hold it high to the waking say
Carry it deep, in the way I pray.
It’s time now to listen up
To the one who made the words
A mighty field of richness
From silence, this now occurs
Listen, the barren stone will crumble
In it’s debris, the flower will grow
Beckoning light with simplicity
From it’s petals words will flow
Listen, as this listener
Now becomes a one of words
To lift the letters from the space
Where silence is but heard
So words they living find us
In thought or image they play
A poetry of pictures found
Listen deep to what they say.
It’s from this place of peace
Inspiration can now play.
Inspirational Poetry: The Bouquet
Only from, the heart can you feel the sky
So pluck those stars
one flower at a time
Create a bouquet
For God to start
Singing with creation
In love with love
In harmony with the Harmonists
Dancing with the dancers
Only here, have I found the endless joy of selflessness
From the matter of star dust
Consciousness veils the self in beautiful form
Laughing, spinning for its only days we are given
Before again, we return those blossoms to heaven.
Spiritual Poetry: The Seed
Walking the orchard
I search with my eyes
My heart, a float with the butterflies 🦋
To find that sacred spot behold
Between the blossoms your face unfolds
Inhaling fresh, springs perfumed grace
You are balanced, on a blossoms face
Today in your left and tomorrow in your right
One seed for the lover
One fruit for my life
A garden God granted
Who planted this Life.
Spiritual Poetry: Field of Love ❤️
When, in my body the end has come
To drop this name,
To slip away and leave my sleeve
Join the spirit beyond the night
It’s energy waves
In the field of Love ❤️
Here we have been
Before our birth
A float, a free, a flying dove
A quantum grid of creation pure
The place is known, the field of Love❤️
We come as Spirit to the earthly day
A glove, to fit this soul
A body, a baby, a growing life
A journey from this field of Love❤️
Enwrapped by love in family care
Person becomes a character where
We live with joy with hope with intent
Growing, new the seed within my heart
To plant again in the field of Love❤️
Spiritual Poetry: Awakening
I awake, my face to the dawn
In this lifting light, it
Carries me from unconsciousness dark
To the awareness of my day
Crossing a threshold
My mind reflects the dream of night
Onto the doorstep of today
Here create moments
Towards which I now accord my life
Move forward in such a way as to
Integrate into the magnificent moment of this planet
The peace which we inherit with its grace
A new day springing up
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