Whispers in the wind

Crickets serenade us ..as the day is drawing near:
Their soothing sound is inviting and for everyone to hear.
The morning is softly singing her tunes, so clean; so pure:
Nothing is much sweeter than, this music ..I am sure...

The wind is gently blowing and is dancing in the trees
Something, inside her whisper, is telling us things that please:
The beautifulness of the Heavens and the awesomeness of God
Is echoing  from the plantlets and from the earth we trod.

The newly shining star of morn..the golden sun.. so true
Has it's own insider notes...its wanting to share with you
But only if you are willing to sit inside of it's glow
And meditate upon the One who gives us all we can know..

Listen, then, most carefully; before your day is begun,
To everything that's shouting out, without speaking to anyone...
With whispers, that are magnified, so that our heart can hear:
Morning sends her messengers if we will let them near...

Do you have time to hear this?

Quietly ..the morning is breaking through. the remnants of the night
And we are getting  a glimmering of her beauty and her coming light
Golden beams are starting to glow and we are seeing the beautiful rising sun
How wonderful it is to see it all coming about..the new day that has begun..

Gently every molecule is starting to circulate and invade our space
We are feeling the sweetness of the dawn as she kisses us on the face
Brushes of the passing breezes and the softness of the blowing winds
Are turning us all towards the Creator  .. as this new day gently begins.

The temptation to rush, right through the everything. is surely here
For it's how we would normally function ...as the day is drawing near
But something deep down inside of us is saying .."Take your time"
"Listen to the elements and the universe and maybe create some rhyme..."

Oh the peacefulness of the sounds that we are all beginning to hear
As the morning starts to shine on through the dark of night that begins to clear
Creatures of every kind are jumping out and poking at everything around
Searching for those morsels that would prove to be the best they've ever found

Closing down on this rambling that I am wanting to share with you
I hope.. I have been able to challenge you  to think for   a minute or two
What is it ...each morning... that is captivating and holding your mind?
Do you always have to rush around and hurry through the evolution of time...

Can't you hear it

Won't you listen, can't you hear it .. all that silence everywhere
It is speaking ..it is shouting but no one hears it anywhere
In its caverns gently resting ..priceless treasures all aglow
Are inviting and describing all the secrets we should know...

Hear the movement of the many: countless angels  on the run
They are watching and are keeping: gently chiding everyone.
Spiritual beings sent from Heaven with a mission, that is  dear
Keeping humans ...from destruction: all their warnings ..we should hear

Have you tried it... this old remedy: sweet redemption for our minds
Quiet musings.. meditations.. forming music and sweetest rhymes
From the Spirit deep inside us from the Heavens to our souls
God is using prayerful moments to instill in us His lasting goals.

Would you venture .. would you try it .. penning down some simple thought
See what wisdom streams on through you if you surrender as you ought
All the Heavens..all the angels.. all the universe that is around
In an instant ..in a moment and through the Spirit can be found..

Our own garden of Eden

I was touching every molecule as I reached up into the breeze
Each one left me feeling,  something, nobody can ever see:
The essence of all the Universe; the presence of the Great Divine..
I was holding, for a moment, Someone greater than this heart of mine

Oh if only we could contain it ...all this Godness all around
We would be.. so much.. the better;  we would be treasures to be found:
But we are all so mortal and are as feeble as can be
We  trade in all our greatness for some novelty that we see..

As the morning sounds were sounding I looked up into the sky
The clouds were beginning to form and I could hear the Heavens sigh
Through the movement of the breezes and the rustling of the wind
I could hear the words of creation as they were echoing once again

Oh if only we could contain it.... all this Godness all around
We would be.. so much.. the better;  we would be treasures to be found:
But we are all so mortal and are as feeble as can be
We  trade in all our greatness for some novelty that we

I could picture it, that first Eden, where our parents of origin ran
How beautiful and unburdened it must have been when life began
No brushes of worldly touches or any wisps of polluted air
Ever pranced across that garden or tainted the inhabitants there..

Oh if only we could contain it ...all this Godness all around
We would be.. so much.. the better;  we would be treasures to be found:
But we are all so mortal and are as feeble as can be
We  trade in all our greatness for some novelty that we.

Only we are able to change it ..all this beautifulness sublime
With all  of our searching intelligence we can wrestle away God's time
Changing it into our own likeness and tarnishing it with our greed
What was once our own garden of Eden has become the Devil's seed....?

Oh if only we could contain it ....all this Godness all around
We would be.. so much.. the better;  we would be treasures to be found:
But we are all so mortal and are as feeble as can be
We  trade in all our greatness for some novelty that we

As free, as free can be...

The cicadas sing and hum here.. as they liven up night and day
Their melody is surely reminding us ..that fall is on the way
Like the sounding of a thousand rattlers they invite us take a chance
And see if within their rythmn we can we resist the need to dance?

And so we feel the movement that every creature is feeling  outside
It moves within our being and is bidding us "do not to hide"
We have it within our beings, our intellects  and  our will
To step outside of this rat race and allow our spirits to feel

Softness seems to creep in as we are walking into the breeze
It whispers into our beings and enables the unseeing to see..
The certainty of what's awaiting us if we could, but, let all go
It is echoing throughout the universe who is the Eternal's glow

And so we feel the movement that every creature is feeling  outside
It moves within our being and is bidding us "do not to hide"
We have it within our beings, our intellects  and  our will
To step outside of this rat race and allow our spirits to feel

Must we always be so caught up in the running of here and there
Couldn't we ever just slow it all  and become so truly aware..
That all that we've been chasing after  and paying so much to see
Has been, right here, inside of us; and is free as free can be..

And so we feel the movement that every creature is feeling  outside
It moves within our being and is bidding us "do not to hide"
We have it within our beings, our intellects  and  our will
To step outside of this rat race and allow our spirits to feel

Who is this being...?

She stole them:  my senses, my heart and  my will
In her presence ..I was lifeless..I could only be still
Every morning .every evening.. every hour of the day
She moved me and soothed me and showed me the way

Who is this being this most beautiful one
She has captured my spirit. by all she has done
The universe; the cosmos;  the mother of all
She constantly sustains us..the great and the small

Like a bride who was waiting.. she looked out at me
To arrest me with loveliness and all I could see
She spoke to my spirit and she spoke to my will
Come rest here beside me and let your heart feel..

Who is this being this most beautiful one
She has captured my spirit. by all she has done
The universe; the cosmos;  the mother of all
She constantly sustains us..the great and the small

With her I am the safest and  know  I can go
With all of my worries..she surely will know
What answers to give me what spiritual advice
In the arms of this mother I learn what is nice

Who is this being this most beautiful one
She has captured my spirit. by all she has done
The universe; the cosmos;  the mother of all
She constantly sustains us..the great and the small