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Wednesday, May 23, 2018

Humble lights


Help me shine for all to see
Not with wealth or PhD
Help me be Your constant love
Lifting broken ones above

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call

Today might be that special day
When another may come along my way
Seeking shelter solace relief
From the worldly and the thief...

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call

Far too often we seek to run
From Your work, that's left undone
For more attractive to our ear
Is the praise we long to hear..

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador, of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call

Staying humble and out of sight
Is so difficult for our pride
So we toot and blow our horn
Whenever we help the poor and scorned

Let me be, my dearest Lord
A true ambassador of Your Word
May I be for one, for all
Your True Light and sounding call


Monday, May 21, 2018

We stand amazed

Before the awakening dawn
Lets out her shine and yawn
The robins are chirping away
With gratitude for the day

Like clouds that hang around
The elements and atoms astound
With how they unite together
To lift up the birds of feather..

The air we breathe, its true
Helps give the sky its blue
We stand here so amazed
At how God's plans are made

The heart with its very own fire
Can move the soul's desire
To touch the flame Divine
That makes its being shine

We mustn't ever ignore the pleas
Of angels who ride the breeze
Inviting and calling out loud
They beg us: "keep away from the crowd"

Each morning we have our chance
To join the creative dance
Of plants and creatures galore
Who dance before Heaven's door..

There isn't any time to waste
So let us approach without haste
The day its beauty and shine
Given freely from the Lord Divine


Sunday, May 20, 2018

Just outside our door

The silence before our daylight is much better than purest gold
It has so much inside it; so many treasures to unfold
Plunged into its greatness my soul feels its release
From all that held it captive: it's immersed in endless peace

The quietness of the silence is so healing for one and all
It has within its boundaries the ointment for great and small
Breathing inside its presence is like the Eden of olden times
That bares its fruit in gardens that produce the greatest rhymes

Take away from all this beauty the essence of all that is:
The sacredness of tomorrow and  today's eternal bliss
From the portals of the Almighty without the need for many words
Creation was created and so was the biblical verse

There isn't a need for running to this place or even that
To find our souls contentment or to find where joy is at
For the beautifulness of our world that is right outside our door
Can lead us to so much happiness that we wouldn't seek for more


Friday, May 18, 2018

Quiet ambasssador

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow

Vessel of the Sacred and a spiritual dome:
You provide for God's spirit a temporary home
From which He may administer and give to us all
Be happy be elated and proud of your call

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow

In this world so needy: so full of awful hate;
You are a quiet ambassador.. an answer to the irate.
Carrying within your spirit, the wisdom and the right,
To be for your neighbors: a reflection of the Light

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow

Like the angels from the Heavens you go with Heavenly Might
To a darkened world that is searching for its sight
Only through your living, your speaking and your love
Can you lead this world to the saving God above

Do you not know who you really are
A child and a person and a shining star:
Created for a reason and for a reason  you go
From moment to moment with your heavenly glow


Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Always here...

Bring your brokenness to Me
To My Heart: this Loving Sea
All your hurts, your every grief
Leave them here; I'll give relief

Bring your worries: bring your fears
Every one of all your years
I will take them bring them all
I can heal you if you call..

Morning evening noon and night
In the darkness in the light
I am waiting I am near
You can speak and I will hear



Sunday, May 13, 2018

For every one of you mothers....


For every one of you mothers: up in Heaven or on earth
We thank you very kindly for your partipating in our birth
For contributing to our makeup:  our genes and who we are
We thank you for your efforts: you are our super star

We also  thank you mothers  who have never given us birth
But have brought to so many people a newness upon this earth
By your laughter and your sharing your kindness and your joy
You have been our spiritual mothers whose efforts cannot be destroyed

So many are the many women..the heroic and selfless ones
Who have reached out to a dying world and stopped the destructive tongues
Who have lifted up the broken hearted and have assisted the destitute
Your lives are an open haven and your words are our saving fruit

Thank you



Wednesday, May 9, 2018

All this here..

Good morning, dear world, your song delights my waking, beating heart...
All your beauty..your sounds..enlighten me and give me such a healthy start
Hearing your serenity..your peacefulness..reminds me of where I want to be..
Inside these moments of early bliss, I find I'm closest to You, O Most Holy Three

Yes I can see You in every moment, every molecule, awakening in the atmosphere..
In every second, every minute, Your voice is always whispering "I am always here"
So I can embrace You and praise You in every moment that I can move and breathe
For I know You are my Life Breath, my Vision, my Inspiration that I daily receive..

Oh that all could know this..this most mysterious awesome  mystery..
They would hasten to hold it like someone holding most precious form of Divinity
The gift of everything-ness..the living loving growing world ..that's all around
Is the most priceless precious form of Immortality that can ever be found

I am so lucky, so blessed, beyond the words that I can ever say
To know of this happiness that's presented to all so freely each and every day
Poor as I am, I couldn't have ever afforded the things others feel are happiness
So thank you dear angels for showing me this lesson so laden with peacefulness




Monday, May 7, 2018

What we're missing...

There's so much beauty, so much loveliness:
We're surrounded by so much awesomeness...
Countless flower-lets and numberless landscapes:
Souls are surrounded by so many sweet escapes...

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

It takes only a tiny moment of our busy time
To sit down and soak in the eternaity of rhyme
Set out for us by our loving and caring God
To bless us whereever and whenever we trod..

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

Hush now and hear it all inside of you
The Creator's voice who gave us such a view
He is inviting and challenging from within
See now this world that is in continuous spin?

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

I cannot believe that you cannot see
The greatness of His Own Selfless Immensity
Nestled inside the smallest of the smallest trees
And crying out from those plantlets that no one sees

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

Hear them each morning as they willingly sing
Their songs to the Creator, the Giver of everything
Birds in their sweetness and colors galore
Give us more than we can ever find inside a store

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me

Will we choose to listen and learn today:
All of the secrets that are strewn across our way?
Opening up  our eyes up, will we finally see:
This world, this creation,  is  here for you for me?

And yet we are missing it all when we are running around
The beautiful-ness that cannot break through all of our sound
So we have to take the time outs to see what we're needing to see:
The sunlit skies above; the earth; the land is calling to you to me



Thursday, May 3, 2018

Take a break...

Close your eyes now rest your heart
Let your worries all depart
in your sleep and in your rest
God can remove the "unwanted guest"

Shut the noise out.. close your mind:
See what wonders you can find.
Apart from everything, peace unbought;
Will restore you, as it ought

Take some time out.. yes you can
Take the moments to quietly stand;
In the void and empty room
Fruitful visions can come to bloom.

Don't you fear it.. don't you run
From the soundless overrun;
Of the Heavens, the Great Divine;
Let the Immortal in you  shine.

Slow your tempo ... slow your speed:
In this stillness, is all you need.
Deep connections, all unseen,
Clear your spirit: make it clean..

Softest soundings, echo deep:
Moving you throughout your sleep;
To that oneness, to that peace
You can share and give release



Wednesday, May 2, 2018

It is our calling

Do you love them, oh do you love
Every person like God above
Do you give out to them or do you care
For every person that is everywhere?

It is our calling our inner goal
To love  each person love each soul
To give and help them to hear and see
How God would have it.. It's all in me

When you are grumpy and it is late
Will you help out or become irate
Are you conditional and not for all
Very selective when taking a call

It is our calling, our inner goal
To love each person, love each soul
To give and help them ; to hear and see
How God would have it: it's all in me..

The present leper the one you hate
Is needing your love and your dinner plate
If you would love them and not be brass
You would be most true to your inner task

It is our calling, our inner goal
To love each person, love each soul
To give and help them ; to hear and see
How God would have it: it's all in me..

It is so easy to love your friend
It isn't hard ..there's no need to bend
But to help your enenmy the one you loathe
This is the one you should seek and cloathe

It is our calling, our inner goal
To love each person, love each soul
To give and help them ; to hear and see
How God would have it: it's all in me..



Monday, April 30, 2018

I breathe in the Heavens...

I breathe in the Heavens when I breathe in the air
A tiny bit of Eternity is lingering there
Inside them: the molecules..the atoms galore
An entrance is waiting: a true open door

So I inhale the Spirit the Great God Divine
Who gives me my spirit.. this vessel of mine
I praise Him, I thank Him and see Him in all
That carries His imprint: the great and the small...

I see Him in the aura and the Heavenly glow;
Shining through the universe and everything I know:
The created; the living; the sky and the sea:
The Creator Omnipotent is ever present to me...

So I inhale the Spirit, the Great God Divine
Who gave me my spirit...this vessel of mine..
I praise Him, I thank Him and see Him in all
That carries His imprint: the great and the small..

Each morning and evening, in the darkness and light
The Great God of Heaven is enabling my sight
To see what is seeable and to see what is not
The gift of God's Spirit is a treasure unbought

So I inhale the Spirit, the Great God Divine
Who gave me my spirit..this vessel of mine..
I praise Him, I thank Him and see Him in all
That carries His imprint: the great and the small


Saturday, April 28, 2018

Every person's a poet

It's 4am and there is still a darkness that lingers
One sparrow's awake now and is challenging my fingers
to type into being the sound of his song
Painting for the world what my spirit has found

Morning's still distant but creatures awake
Singing and serenading some verses they make
Happening so quickly: the night becoming they day
So its so very important ..to dutiully relay

Even in the city:  the carrier of noise
A person can hear it: the Unspoken Voice
By waking up early and creating some time
Every person's a poet and master of rhyme

Morning's still distant but creatures awake
Singing and serenading some verses they make
Happening so quickly: the night becoming they day
So its so very important ..to dutifully relay

Calm down, my being: be silent, be still
So much is now happening: its touching the will
In an instant a moment and the sun fills the skies
Night time is over and  day captures my eyes

Morning's now present; and creatures are awake
Singing and serenading some verses they make
Happening so quickly: the night becoming they day
So its so very important ..to dutifully relay


Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Real friendship

Would you be so kindly so understanding..and so caring
As to help me without fanfare with this burden t am bearing
Too often I have had it from tbe passing well wisher or friend
A kindness shown  me only , if they felt glorified in the end...

Real friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"

The world has its own version of doing good and doing well
The giver of any kindness likes to ring an enormous bell
That summons all of the media and the cameras and the fame
Nothing is done for loving or for the good of the other's name..

Friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"

That someone would be so loving and so kind as to really care
Can often makes others wonder: is this person totally there?
Who would give up their savings or their earnings and their all
To someone who might not mirror it the giver would need to call

Real friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"

For you to be considered kindly or a child of the Most High
There isn't any special requirments: just give from deep inside
For the lover and the giver and the Christian God fearing soul
Is he or she who will live it without needing to shout their goal.

Real friendship and selfless caring are so very hard to find
Giving, kindly people: are there any with humble mind
Yes, out there, there are people, who have no desire, but to give
The love that they had been given when the good God said "you shall live"




Tuesday, April 24, 2018

In every raindrop

Gray skies stretch out all around
Raindrops fall and cover the ground
Breezes blow and create some chill
Seedlets await the spring time still

Squirrels will romp and race the rain
Pinwheels spin again and again
Robbins poke and seek for food
Showers will soften the soil: they should

Hour by hour the second hand turns
One more droplet... another soul yearns
Storm clouds carry the  pains, the sighs,
In every raindrop: the universe cries



Sunday, April 22, 2018

Before the zooming of the cars

A symphony of sounds are awakening me today:
Birds of every feather, are singing out in wondrous way.
The Robbins and the Blue Jays ; and the little sparrows too
Are creating soulful song-lets, that are so delightful:  it is true...

Before the noises of our business or the zooming of the cars
One can hear the plant-lets whisper some healing for our scars..
They're combining, all together, with the creatures and the green
To display what that first Garden held so dearly and so serene

If you would  venture out this morning..without cellphone or a plan
You would  hear the Spirit echo as far as your eyes can span
For in everything that is created and in everything that is
There's a glimpse of our own heaven and an echo of our bliss...


Friday, April 20, 2018

Unmeasured by time

Songs of the morning: serene and so sweet
Tap on my window, so my senses can meet
Awesomeness and wonder and loveliness divine
All of the universe is God's Sacred Shrine..

Early each morning, in warm-ness or chill
My spirit arises and prods at my will:
To hasten, to hurry, to bask in God's stillness
Before worries and fretting can become part of my realness

The sparrows, the bunnies, the plantlets and more
Challenge my vision and spirit to sore
Beyond what is apparent, the spaces now seen
Melodies are arising from the Celestial unseen..

Blessed and privileged and truly divine:
My spirit is pulled from this vessel of mine
Launched into moments unmeasured by time
Expressed without burden in the words of this rhyme..


Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Do you not know?

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained

Look at the meadows and all of those fields
Beautiful flowers are some of their yields
Yet in all of this beauty: the lengths and the width
Everything is paling before you and your gifts

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained

The most precious of gold pieces; the silver most dear
Wains in the sight of what you hold deep in here
Nothing's  more valuable and nothing of price
Can ever overshadow it, your soul's spiritual ties

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained

So ponder it daily: every morning and night:
How precious this treasure is: your own inner light
Nothing's ever able to; and nothing ever will be
More precious, more lovely,  than your soul... can't you see?

Do you not know, yes do you not know
The Heavens above and the earth down below
Cannot compare to it, or cannot contain: 
All of the blessings your soul has obtained


Monday, April 16, 2018

The weather's amiss

Will it be raining or will there be snow?
Springtime has come now; but, where did it go?
Thunder and lightning, snowfall and chill:
Something is happening, can this be real?

The weather is wandering ..far from its way
Springtime is winter, and there's more I can say
Winter is summer and the fall is the spring
Somehing is happening; do you know what I mean?

Mudslides and tremoring; forest fires and rain;
Sinkholes and tornadoes: disrupting the terrain
We're not use to seeing it such shifting as this
Good God please help us the weather's amiss

What's in this changing: the springtime so chill?
Something is hidden in these elements..I feel
All things have shifted and the universe is so ill
Apocalyptic happenings are becoming so real



Saturday, April 14, 2018

All of this has me wondering

Do we really believe that this bombing is any good?
Can any of  these explosions encourage others to act as they should?
How does the harming of innocents in that country way abroad
Undo the wrongs begun by the Syrian leader, Assad?

All of this has me wondering when is killing ever really right?
The sending out of missiles is better than the chemical plight?
Are we, therefore, any better than the murderers that we try to accuse?
When missiles land so haplessly, destroying more than we can choose

Solving violence with an act of violence is never ever a win
It might appear to be so laudable but newer problems begin
The flexing of some egos can serve only to open a door
Where Satan can inspire other countries into an act of war...

All of this has me wondering when is killing ever really right?
The sending out of missiles is better than the chemical plight?
Are we  any better than the murderers that we try to accuse?
When missiles land so haplessly, destroying more than we can choose

Life is always so beautiful: whether it is over here or over there
We always have to advocate its protection with greatest care
Protecting it doesn't give us a license to destroy another's land
Somehow we need to learn how to construct a better plan..

All of this has me wondering when is killing ever really right?
The sending out of missiles is better than the chemical plight?
Are we, therefore, any better than the murderers that we accuse?
When missiles land so haplessly, destroying more than we can choose


Friday, April 13, 2018

So I embrace You..

I heard You, You were speaking in the sound of the wind
In the creatures, in the plantlets I could hear You again and again
In the everything that is created and in the everything that is around
Your Voice, Your Eternal Memory is waiting to be found..

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of this bright blue sky:
I can hear You, as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...

In the morning when it is daylight or in the darkest part of night
Your whispers continue sounding "Everything will be alright"
The Moon in its noble orbit and the sun with its glowing shine
Echoes deep inside me Your Providence is truly divine...

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of the bright blue sky:
I can hear You, as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...

Whether the grass is quickly fading or the snowflakes softly fall
Something of Your continuity is echoing through it all
For never in any moment; or in any second or in any day
Can we say that Your Creative Action has paused in any way

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of this bright blue sky:
I can hear You,  as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...

Truly we have been so gifted and we have been given so very much
Every moment that keeps evolving  holds the imprint of Your Touch
The miraculous and the simple settings;  the magnificent and the meek
Are a continuance of Your Creation ..so subtle and so unique

So I embrace You in every person; every plantlet; every tree:
Like You would have me touch them, Oh Holy Creator of me.
For, in all of this lovely universe; and in all of this bright blue sky:
I can hear You,  as You are creating, if I'm willing and if I  try...




Wednesday, April 11, 2018

The world is bigger than you...

The world is much bigger than the one you're living in
People worldwide are having their own day they have to begin
Yet everything around you has to fall out in a certain way
Or else you'll fly off the handle and have a mouthful to say

So why do you think this world is about what you want to do?
Why do you feel everyone has to do what you want them to? 
Isn't there so much more than the things you want to be done
Isn't another's needs just as valuable as your own run?

Morning noon and evening you are about building your own empire
Things that make you happy things that make you feel inspired
Yet how often do you do it:  venture out of that  mode of you
And see how you can make another happy: sacrificiing what you want to do?

So why do you think this world is about what you want to do 
Why do you feel everyone has to do what you want them to? 
Isn't there so much more than the things you want to be done
Isn't another's needs just as valuable as your own run?

Today is another day to start off doing everything right
Will you start off in your own world or in the Saviors Light
Will you see the needs of other as valuable as your own
Or will you continue on in the darkness as you sit upon your throne..

So why do you think this world is about what you want to do 
Why do you feel everyone has to do what you want them to? 
Isn't there so much more than the things you want to be done
Isn't another's needs just as valuable as your own run?




Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Don't you know how beautiful you are?

Oh don't you know how beautiful you are,
Despite the heartaches you've carried thus far
So deep inside,  apart from those fears
Is that beautiful you: held back by the years

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out...your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
Drop down those walls, those many masks...

You have felt unloved  and you have felt afraid
Your life was shattered you were betrayed
Yet in all of this: this hurt, this pain;
True peace of heart was yours to gain

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those  many masks...

Too many things have left you afraid
You have been belittled; you have been betrayed
The people you've trusted became your fear
So you keep avoiding them.. year after year

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those many masks...

It is not okay for people to mock:
Your struggles; your worries; your insecure talk...
But they're all so ignorant: not knowing your path;
If only they could feel it:  a portion of that...

So be yourself, just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those many masks...

One day, you will  smile; and one day you will see
This past has not impeded your potentiality
You're beautiful, you're wonderful, you're a child of God
Nothing can change that: you've got what you've got..

So be yourself just be that you
Who's been longing to come out.. your whole life through
You'll find your peace, your happiness
If you drop those walls, those many masks...




Sunday, April 8, 2018

Help me be what others are looking for

Isn't it wonderful, I'm sitting right here
Surrounded by Christians and feeling You near
Yet after the service and everyone is gone
Am I still that  believer who sang out with loud song

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for

The sermons are over and the church door is shut
I run away thinking "that was marvellous stuff"
But when someone is asking me for a pittance of my time
I forget how the sermon spoke about giving our last dime...

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for

It's easy as ever to be wonderful and kind
When sitting with others with the same heart and mind
But let us encounter the trying and the thief
And we will find out how far we're willing to take our belief...

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for

The chapel is now open and it's everywhere you can see
For the worship of the Lord is not limited to some seat
It is in the living out of our lives and a giving up of our love
So that others can come to believe in the Eternal One above..

How many people will I be helping today
Will I be the Light in the darkness or darken the way
Will I reach out to the broken the needy the poor
Help me dear Jesus to be what others are looking for



Friday, April 6, 2018

If you hold out your hands

If you hold out your hands you could feel all the love
Falling down from the Heavens from the Portal above
Moving through all of the elements; the atoms; the breeze:
So much is His Presence..It surpasses sky and seas.

Yet despite all our blindness; and our busy-ness so blurred
We can still see the marvellousness, that  has daily occurred
The miracleness of  lifeness; the loveliness; the joy
That has escaped us so often but can't ever be destroyed...

So lets take the time , this morning: if just for a blink
To ponder the greatness, the beautifulness pristine
Surrounding us so wonderfully with  Divineness of God
Uplifting and inspiring and beautifying where we trod


Sunday, April 1, 2018

The challenge of Easter

What is it,  the message,  of this beautiful day
Is it about it:  the candy or  the church along the way?
What is it, its meaning and what is it, we should we do?
Read it all,  in the  bible, it will enlighten us, it's true...

It isn't about it:  the hiding or the sticking to our own
Or running to the churches or the preaching on the phone
It isn't about the eating or the rising from the dead
The message is more meaningful, than the eating of The Bread...

So what is it about this Easter, this day we celebrate
Can we capture it for a moment; take time to meditate
It's taking over our networks; and stores capitalize
I wonder, yes, I  wonder:  is it a Gift from the skies???

The one thing I can remember from hearing it out loud
Is that Jesus told Mary to go out into the crowd
And to  tell them He's risen and tell them HE lives
Bring hope of His rising, I remember it like this

So why don't we  do this and why don't we go out
To bring hope to the desperate those suffering with doubt
And why can we not see it... that, we have had it all wrong
Easter isn't about the candy or the  services, so long..

If we're really the believers and following God's Son
Why is it we're so exclusive.... not inviting everyone
We think we're so religious but how far does it go?
Is it just for our families and the people we know?

After sermons and singing and the taking of bread
Is our world any better...are more people being fed?
Are we selfless and giving and like the One we believe
Easter is challenging us: to give out what we receive...





Friday, March 30, 2018

Father Forgive them

Arms outstreched upon a cross
So much glory so much loss
Giving everything keeping all
Creater Redeemer Lamb so small..

Mocked and praised at one same time
Some who followed made a mime
Of the words You used to say
Save Yourself and save the day

Your mother wept with John below
No one knew what she could know
Dripping droplets, crimson red;
Redeemed her from the curse's dread

Darkened skies and gurgling sighs
You, O Lord, let out some cries
Not of vengance.... but of love
"Father Forgive them" soared above

Solemn stillness.. curtain's torn
Gone the old ..the tired.. the worn
No more waiting; all is done:
Redemption's come through God's own Son


Thursday, March 29, 2018

Remember always...

Sitting down at that large table Jesus looked with sad filled eyes
For He knew that evening coming would catch the apostles by surprise
One of them would become betrayer and one of them would deny His name
Sitting down at that Last Supper Jesus knew it wouldn't ever be the same

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always I am the Bread and Wine you  need..

Each one looked with awe filled wonder as He blessed the Bread He   gave
Something in His eyes had told them clearly these are moments they'll want to save
Lifting up the Sacred Chalice; tears were mixing in the Wine He passed
Do this always in My memory He said this with a tone that would eternally last..

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

Before each member of that  Passover Jesus bent to wash their feet
Eyes with bewilderment met this action: "why would He do such a fete...?"
"As I bend to wash your feet here you must bend to meet the needs
Of every person you call  neighbor and your neighbor is each soul you meet.."

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do remember this always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

From the supper they went praying, in the Garden of Gethsemenee
All were sluggish from the eating Jesus whispered "Watch and Keep"
Father Father the hour is coming; for soon Your Will will be done in me
If from Me this cup cannot pass now I will surrender like the lamb I'll be..

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

They came to take Him,  led on.. by Judas, one of His own who gave a kiss
Is this Judas how you'll betray Me I knew it would happen just like this
After the encounter with his betrayer the guards took hold to lead away
All of the apostles were fearfully trembling Peter took his sword and swung away

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

Jesus told them that: "all is over.. put away the swords that you wield
Nothing now could stop His journey This is all a part of His Father's will."
When the soldiers tried to take them; every one of them ran away...
Later that evening, Peter denied Him: saying he never passed along Jesus' way

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..

The rest of the story, we all know it, Jesus was nailed to a shaven tree
Hanging there for several hours He would expire without much  family.
The apostles: hiding, His friends left Him.. only His mother and one true friend
Saw Him breathe the last long sighing and heard His final words in the end.

And He said to one and all of them: take and eat and take and drink
As You do this, remember always; I am the Bread and Wine you need..


Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Don't preach to me any sermons...

You speak so well of Jesus... while.. opening the gates of Hell?
You claim you are such a  Christian; but can anybody really tell...?
Yes.. you are often on those benches: each Sunday, so faithfully
But tell me which verse supports it: how you've been treating me?

Don't tell me about your worship; when you hurt others when you can.....
You act like you're all so righteous.. but then  demean your fellow man?
I can't stand it or even fathom it.. all these bible bumping folks..
Who can quote the bible when needed, while crushing another's hopes?

What is you can tell me.. that your life shouldn't be able to  display?
If you are a follower of Jesus; then let your example clear the way...
For others to feel more welcome; more accepted; and more loved...
I'm tired of hearing the sermons just show me what you are made of....


Monday, March 26, 2018

Open up your shades

Morning is breaking and singing her song
Beauty and harmony and love come along
In all of the sunlight, the breezes, the air;
God is now speaking; are you not aware?

Pulling the shades back or opening the blinds
Reveals all the awesomeness, each second unwinds
The glowingness, wonderfulness, soothingness too
Springs from each moment with an Eternal "I love you"

The skies in their vastness, the earth here below
Welcome the Breath of the Spirit they know
Everything living and everything that's not
Speaks of a Being through Whom we've been bought

Morning and evening and nighttime and day
All of the creatures and universe will say
Each in their uniqueness but always the same
God is Eternal and Omnipotent is His Name..


Friday, March 23, 2018

A springboard for our hearts

Dancing, ever so softly, is the sunlight on my window
Its whispering "It's Morning" as it continues on with  its overflow
It is creating  its images, of beauty and of unrequited love
I see it, the Sunrise; and think: this it it:  my ride above..

The birds are all singing; for now the cold is leaving
This time, we are certain: no more of weathery deceiving..
So beautifully serenading and singing out all of their reasons
For happpines, for loveliness and for praise of all the seasons..

Tomorrow's not come, yet; but, today we have all this beauty
The loveliness of the dawn and all it gives with sense of duty
The melodies and the aromas and the secretness of the creatures
Is delightful and insightful and sparing us not, of any of its features..

Too often, yes, too often; we are so caught up in all of our commotions.
That we pass it, all of the artwork, displayed for our many emotions
Every seedling and every plantlet; all the skies  and the earth below
Are a backdrop and a springboard by which our hearts can see and know...

Thursday, March 22, 2018

The chilliness that lingers

Spring has arrived with a chill in her air
Coldness and snowflakes and coughing, she will share
It seems so unrealistic; that we wonder with awe:
Is it really now Springtime or the beginning of Fall...?

Even the creatures, who will romp here and there
Are baffled by this weather, this chillier air
Burrowing down deeper, for a bit longer each day
These inhabitants are dreaming of a warmer place to stay

The sun brings its healing and its warming array
It touches  earth gently and brightens our way..
Soothing and supplementing, the clothing we wear:
This morning star is generous, and willing to share..

Soon all this chilliness and this coldness will flee
Spring will become more present, to  you and to me
Right now it is amazing, how she has stepped back a tad:
Making her true arrival, a celebration to be had..



Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Before the brightness of day...

The best time of the day, is the darkness, before dawn:
It's quiet and mysterious;  and the distractions are gone...
If you try it, you'll see it, the awesomeness coming through:
There's  a peacefulness, a calmness, a serenity: so true

You can hear it: the heartbeats; the breaths, in the air;
The crickets, the spiders; the molecules everywhere..
The beautifulness, the waking,  the dawn drawing near:
She's calling, serenading; making wonderfulness appear..

The clouds in their Heaveness and the soils down below
Are whispering the echoes of every person they know..
Their secrets, their sighingness, their joyfulness too
Every morning, before daylight: you can hear it: it's true..

So rise up one morning before the breaking of dawn
And leave off the media,  don't turn it all on
You'll hear it: the silences, the heartbeats, the all
In the breezes, the stillness, you'll hear every heart call..


Tuesday, March 20, 2018

Predawn verse

I wake up before the morning to put some verse online
Moving has delayed me but everything is fine
Stars are still out there shining and sister moon, she's fair
Nothing can be more moving than these silences everywhere

There's awesomeness in the rising before the break of day
Quietness is surrounding me and it has so much to say
But I'll listen for a moment then continue on to see
What escapes me when I'm sleeping at the early hour of three..

The hamster wheel is spinning; it is their time to run
The crickets are seranading and violining everyone
The heartbeats from all around me and those that are far away
Are breaking into my auras and inviting me to  pray...

The darkness is still lingering and the creatures of the day
Are sleeping in the branches and the burrows along the way
Not a movement from the day crew but the night shift is alive
With all of the scampering and the playing and what they do to survive...

It's good to have awakened at these whee hours of the dawn
Because so much is a mystery and is carrying my mind along
Into the moments and the seconds that are colliding into the now
Can you hear it, all the silence, that is calling at you somehow?


Friday, March 16, 2018

Orange sky this morning

There is a tinge of orangeness in the morning sky today
Bright and early you can see it's beautiful in every way
Each morning has its own wonders and its beauties so divine
Today is no exception. I can't contain this heart of mine..

Like a neon light thats glowing the early dawn lights up
I ponder over all its beauty as I pour the coffee in my cup
How many times I have missed it when I didn't look out to see
That God has truly blessed me..I am as blessed as blessed can be..

Before the day becomes more active and the noisyness begins
The breezes are singing secrets, and the world continually spins
So much there is to accomplish.. and so much there is to do
But I mustn't get caught up  in whirlwinds.. I'll keep my peace, it's true

Thursday, March 15, 2018

I'm just wanting to say Thank You...

I'm just wanting  to say, Thank You, to the Lord of the Heavens  and the earth
For all of Your blessings and for Your protection since my birth
Every morning and evening my eyes have continuously looked above
And have witnessed instantly: how truly great is Your lasting love...

I am so wanting You to hear me. oh   Creator of this struggling universe
No matter how much I have tried to, I  have failed to praise You enough in my verse
Yet You are so worthy: more worthy than anyone else I'll ever know
To receive it all now:  all the gratitude that I can ever show...

Truly You are so Caring and You are so kindly in all of Your ways
You have given me everything .. everything,  and all of my days
So many times You have patiently watched me  rise and fall
Only to catch me and lead me gently with Your everlasting call...

Help me to be more faithful and to be most loving in all that I do
So that I can be a witness to Your  Presence  as It's  passing through
For there are so many needy, so many broken ones in need of You..
I want to bring them everything You have blessed me with: it is so true..




Wednesday, March 14, 2018

The beautifulness of each morning

Slowly the daylight is crawling into my room
It's jumping and jaunting, but never bringing gloom...
Whispering through moments,  these golden rays so dear
Are bringing  me those secrets my soul is longing to hear

Early each  morning before the noisiness can start
I listen intently to the soundings of my heart
Reacting to the quietness, the beautifulness of the dawn
I rise up and watch it the universe beginning to  yawn

I see it,  each sunrise: each morning, every day
It's beautiful it's  radiant and wonderful, in every way...
The warmness; the glowing; the awesomeness of its shine
Envelops and inspires and warms up this heart of mine

The creatures, now resting, will soon begin to romp
The bunnies, the squirrel, with lightness in their stomp;
Will wrestle through leavelets and branches on the ground
Looking for food stuffs that they have hidden around

The daytime, the nighttime, the hours in between
Are singing their songlets: their messages  serene;
But only the listening. the ones who are willing to hear
Will notice the silence that is trying to bring them near

If you are, still willing, please take some time each day
To listen to ponder and  to put all activity away
You'll hear them, the melodies the songs so truly blessed
They'll soothe you, instruct you, and give your soul some rest


Saturday, March 10, 2018

When flowers all speak

Spring is now nearing the time will now change
Days are much longer and clouds rearrange
Flowers are in order and the showering galore
Tell us that winter will soon shut her door

The spryness of squirrelets; the jumping of deer
Initiate a joyfulness; bring playfulness near
Spring's in the forecast; the weather clouds sing:
Time for the showers and the flowers that spring..

Away with the warm clothes and on with the lighter
Cool refreshing beverages replace hot apple cider
Ocean waves beckon us, and invite us, and call
Spring break is nearing: come one and come all..

There's spring in our walking and joy our lips
The coldness of winter has had her last nips
The robins are signaling with crawlers in beak
It time for the season when flowers all speak..



Friday, March 9, 2018

When the morning star is seen

Beautiful branches on the tree
Hold Your secrets, Your  Mystery
In the breezes, passing through
I can hear it,  Your:   "I love you"

Skies all bright and golden too
Contain the clouds and colors of blue
Whirling winds and miles of earth
Cradle the elements of our rebirth...

In the waking and in the dawn
All the creatures all rise and yawn
Beautiful melodies sound and ring
Universe and creatures jointly sing..

Only the humans can rise and fight
Despite the beauty and despite the light
Though we're  different and apart  from each other
We're still  related: we're sister and brother

So when it's morning and her star is seen
Rise, with surrender, to what is serene
Resolve, inside you,  to look and to love
Every creature as the good God above..


Tuesday, March 6, 2018

Don't you know who I am?

(for those who might be struggling) 

Every tear drop that you shed; every moment that you've cried
I have been here as your help, I have been here at your side
But you didn't even call and you didn't let me see
That you trusted in My word: that I could set you free

Don't you know who I am; don't you see what I can do
I can take away your hurts, and every sorrow you've been through
Though you do not see Me here; though you do not understand
I Am always here to help; you have only to take My hand...

In the mornings when you've wept,  in your frustration and your fear:
I was whispering to your heart: "Look at Me, for I am here"
But you couldn't hear My words and you couldn't see My face
For your hurts were so intense and your soul felt such disgrace

Don't you know who I am; don't you see what I can do
I can take away your hurts, and every sorrow you've been through
Though you do not see Me here; though you do not understand
I Am always here to help; you have only to take My hand...

In the beginning of all time before this world ever  began
I created from the cosmos.. both the woman and the man
And  I put there, in their hearts: a longing for what should be
And so they're ever restless until they rest their hearts in Me

Don't you know who I am; don't you see what I can do
I can take away your hurts, and every sorrow you've been through
Though you do not see Me here; though you do not understand
I Am always here to help; you have only to take My hand...

So when you're down and burdened and you're feeling quite alone
Remember who I am.... and that you've always got a home.
No matter where you're going; or where you might have been:
I am the One who made you and I'll take you back again..

Don't you know who I am; don't you see what I can do
I can take away your hurts and every sorrow you've been through
Though you do not see Me here; though you do not understand
I Am always here to help; you have only to take My hand...




Monday, March 5, 2018

Ours to have

The sky stretches out in an immensity of blue
Molecules and atoms shout out an   "I love you"
Creatures and plantlets all dance in the wind
Spring is nearly here now.. let the beauty come in..

Splashes of greenness are beginning to show
Chilly nights lessen and grass starts to grow
Crickets and rabbits amd the hornets as well
Start to appear with their stories to tell..

Seedlings are growing like blossoming trees
Each of them dancing with the sound of the  breeze
Something is smiling through the rays of the sun
The Spirit is moving through everything and everyone

Starting each morning and at the end of each day
Open up all your windows and let in the array
Of goodness and kindness and awesomeness galore
Spread out for our taking from the Omnipresent store

Friday, March 2, 2018

Winter's last hurrah...

Winds are all shouting and noisy today
Their pushing around objects and cluttering the way
Creaking and moaning, the roofs to and fro;
Move with the movement of breezes on the go

Winter storm warnings are sounding around;
Some will see snow storms, and drifts will be found..
Others will see down pours and flooding galore:
Spring will arrive,  like a mighty lion's roar...

Full moon is upon us: the energies take flight..
Movement of creatures, create  shadowy light
Shift in the seasons and sounds take a new high
Listen intently to these atoms passing by

What is your weather like, your weather forecast?
Are you under storm warnings.. how long will they last?
Do you have some bad weather, rains that will not stop?
Tell me,  if you can now: will your temperatures  drop?




Wednesday, February 28, 2018

The approaching storm...

Morning clouds linger and cover our skies
The sun is out shining but hid from our eyes
A dampness and coolness is hanging around
Soon we will hear it: that  showery sound

Storms have been circling, they're ready to land
Others have seen how they can get out of hand
Soon they'll approach us with winds and some hail
Winter is readying to leave with some gale

The moisturous molecules are ready to burst
Earth has already been quenched of her thirst
With flooding and drenching the rains will all fall
Spring is approaching with a most noisy squall

So turn on your radios and be ready to run
Spring has her tempests that  shake up everyone
Unpredictable but visible..the colors of the sky
Tell us of twisters that  await our reply..


Friday, February 23, 2018

All the awesomeness

Have you heard them, in the morning, all the birds inside their song?
They are singing,  they are tweeting: to this world, we do not belong
Oh to see them: lightly jumping; pecking; peeking:  all around
Its uplifting; so amazing: how serene their morning sound...

If you listen, in the morning, when the sun is starting to rise
You can hear them, all the atoms; as they paint the bright blue skies.
With the elements and the molecules; they create  a wondrous air
We can join them, in their brilliance; for they're inviting us with care

Oh, too often, we're so busy: running here and running there
We haven't time,to ever see it::   the wondrous artwork everywhere...
We're up and out the door so quickly; before the day can even  begin
But, do we notice, at any moment, all the awesomeness  shining in?

Let's take the time  this morning to gaze outside and see the blue
That stretches high and salutes us; as it  whispers love to me and you
All the awesomeness that is about us,  all the wondrous signs of grace
Let us notice them.. every blessing.. and for a moment give them some space..



Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Tomorrow in our hands....

Can you hear it, in the air, all the sounds of the weeping
People from all over: who are struggling and not sleeping
Troubles are quickly mounting..and the peoples are at war
Some are carrying machine guns; others: just shut the door

And the world all around us is crying out for peace
Wounded groups of peoples are seeking some release
Sometimes we war through armies and other times we do not
Bullets aren't the only means by which our wars are fought

Morning noon and evening on the network and the air
People hear of bloodshed and of prejudices everywhere
Children fear their classroom; countries lie in ruin
Healing for this world could not come to us too soon.

And the world all around us is crying out for peace
Wounded groups of peoples are seeking some release
Sometimes we war through armies and others we do not
Bullets are the only means by which our wars are fought..

The people holding power do not walk with those who cry
They cannot feel their heartbreaks or begin to understand why
Homes are being demolished from within and not without
Would that politicians would know what politicking is about.

And the world all around us is crying out for peace
Wounded groups of peoples are seeking some release
Sometimes we war through armies and others we do not
Bullets are the only means by which our wars are fought..

Soon our time will end here and before the One we'll stand
There isn't any escaping it . we hold tomorrow in our hand
We won't have any surprises: any wool pulled over our eyes
For the mansion that is awaiting is  built with our supplies..

And the world all around us is crying out for peace
Wounded groups of peoples are seeking some release
Sometimes we war through armies and others we do not
Bullets are the only means by which our wars are fought..





Sunday, February 18, 2018

Guns in their hands?

Tears in their eyes
And tears on their face
Is it a surprise,
This terrible disgrace?

Children are killing
Guns are in their hands?
Evil's now thrilling?
How hard is this to understand?

A day like any another;
But blood starts to run,
Somebody's brother
Is carrying a gun

Children are killing
Guns are in their hands?
Evil's now thrilling?
How hard is this to understand?

Floors hold the victims
And closets the screams
Where is the system
That can fix shattered dreams?

Children are killing
Guns are in their hands?
Evil's now thrilling?
How hard is this to understand?

Eyes once so innocent
Now seeing such fear
Each one's more vigilant
Afraid of what's near

Children are killing
Guns are in their hands?
Evil's now thrilling?
How hard is this to understand?

Something is happening
Our world is all mad
Headlines are saddening
An orphan has gone bad...

Children are killing: 
Guns are in their hands?
Evil's now thrilling?
How hard is this to understand?

What will we all do now
To settle this wrong
We cannot continue to allow
The theme of this song

Children are killing: 
Guns are in their hands?
Evil's now thrilling?
How hard is this to understand?


Saturday, February 17, 2018

Something seen and unseen

As the whispering wind starts singing, and bringing us the brightness of day:
Listen with the ears of your spirit, to what it is wanting to say...
For loving us and illuminating us ; and soothing us with all that's here
These oxygenated molecules are telling us: we are dear

From where all of the rays start their shining ...to where they will be unseen
So many of the sacred messages,  are waiting to be heard and gleaned
Inside of all the mighty-ness and inside of all of  the obscure
The Eternal is leaving  an Imprint which can be found by us for sure...

Like all of the many created but unlike the ones who are above
We continue to seek out all of the reasons, for the many signs of love
But, our mortality stops us from seeing, from knowing what we really need
To capture what is eternally invisible but attainable through our creed

So stop for a moment this morning and hear with the ears of your heart
The echoes of the Eternal Creator who has given us our life, our start
For surely as  morning... is  morning and the daylight is here for us right now
We will be enlightened and  awakened by the Eternity that is ours: some how..




Sunday, February 11, 2018

Sacred soundings...

I sit here in the silence and soak in the lack of noise
Listening ever so intently, without a need to voice:
The wisdom, the knowledge, or anything attained..
My sharing, my writing, will speak of what's obtained

The morning, the evening and sometimes at midday;
I stop, for a brief moment, to listen along the way:
To hear what isn't spoken but  always is  around;
For the flowers and the sunshine and the breezes are  His sound

The Spirit is always echoing, and  touching all with grace
Sometimes so very  silently; but always able to trace
In the hearts of all the believers the listeners and the saints
You can sense the Sacred Soundings as the Spirit serenely paints



Saturday, February 10, 2018

Love lights our way..

The morning is whispering; the day enters in:
With sunshine and creatures all echoing within
Brightness and glory that comes from above
Seems to be shouting:  can you hear all the love?

The hustle and bustle is not far away;
But beauty invites us to embrace this new day:
With aweness and wonder and gratefulness too;
Listen intently, you'll hear : "I love you"

In moments and seconds; in molecules galore:
Graces are falling from the Heavenly store:
Touching the universe, and welcoming our gaze:
See how He loves us with all of His grace?

Subtle, but present, the angelic one brings;
Melodies and harmonies and energy that sings:
Throughout every moment, throughout all our day..
Angels remind us that:  Love lights our way..


Wednesday, February 7, 2018

Let the rain fall .....

Rains are falling, soft and sweet:
Unpretentious with their beat
Soothing soaking touching ground
All the universe in them found

Count them name them one by one
Every rain drop: it is fun...
Carrying secrets deep inside
Every droplet has been tried..

Unassuming as they fall
Through their silence they will call
Every person every plant
All the elements every ant...

Splashing coolness all around
Hear their pitter pattering sound
Like a shower slow and sure
Rain will wash but not allure..

Close your eyes and hear them sing
Every raindrop has a ring
Softly whispering softly here
Watch their rainbow will appear


Monday, February 5, 2018

A bit foggy

A screen of fog is pushing through
Doing what the fog can do
Lessening vision of the trees
Clouding what the seer sees..

And the aweness that it creates
Gives a rhythm that resonates
In the soul and in the mind
Foggy mornings inspire rhyme..

Like a movie with suspense
Foggy patches are so dense:
Creating wonder in the air;
Every driver should be aware

With this backdrop, all is seen
A bit unusual, un- serene;
For the aura of this fog
Blocks our vision: creates a blog..


Sunday, February 4, 2018

Needing You...


I lift my eyes and raise my hands
To the God who  understands
Heal the broken, help the poor
This I beg and so much more

For we're needy needy people
Needing You; but not a steeple
Seeking friendship, seeking love:
Rain Your Providence, from above

Day by day and night by night
Weary eyes seek out Your Light
Constant struggles constant prayers
Save us from these many cares..

For we're needy, needy people..
Needing You, but not a steeple..
Seeking friendship, seeking love:
Rain Your Providence, from above..

Broken promises made by friends:
Is there somewhere all this ends?
Ever wondering, ever still:
Seeking answers in Your Will...

For we're needy, needy people..
Needing You, but not a steeple..
Seeking friendship, seeking love:
Rain Your Providence, from above..

Day is coming night is gone
Time to embrace the morning song
Will we laugh or will we cry?
Soon we'll see You passing by.....

For we're needy, needy people..
Needing You, but not a steeple..
Seeking friendship, seeking love:
Rain Your Providence, from above..


Wednesday, January 31, 2018

The clock slowly ticks....

The morning, so quiet, has messages serene
Inviting and challenging: do you know what I mean?
Silence: be still now, and hear what is heard
By angels and spirits without need for word..

The hours are evolving... the clock slowly ticks
Spiritual secrets come out of this mix:
Wisdom and knowledge and wonderment too..
Listen and hear now; for God speaks to you

Before there is daylight, while quieteness reigns:
Silence is speaking, like cool falling rain
Soaking our being and washing our soul:
Diviness is working, exacting no toll...

Rise up in wonder and push through your sleep
Before  anyone notices try now to keep:
Vigil and wonderment with all those above,
Who sing to the world that: God is all love...


Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Hush now...be silent

Hush now be silent and hear all those breezes
Singing the melody that enlightens and pleases
Sounds from the sacred are riding these wind streams
Inciting our spirits to visions outside our dreams

Slow down be still now and feel your emotions
Touched by the movement of some molecular potions
Dew drops and raindrops are often our guests here
Resting so sweetly on plantlets and atmopshere

The warmth of the sunshine or  chill of the night air
Have soundings  that come out like aweness or answered prayer
Listening with intensity to the universe around us
Has led us to symphonies that sound like  the forest

Venture with wonder into all of this daylight
Miss not the moments that invite us to pure sight
Lost in the worldliness we forget our true nature
Is to return to the One who is our |Loving Creator



Saturday, January 27, 2018

The breezes are singing ..

The sun's pushing through branches to rest on my window
The beams from its radiance are carrying a warming flow
Like natives who are dancing, the molecules are jumping
On wind streams that are passing and  whispering something..

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

The dew drops on plantlets are quietly singing
A song of a season where the flowers are springing
Winter still lingers with its chillness and biting
But Spring time is responding to the universal inviting

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

Colors of greyness and deadness are surrounding
The earth with the winter who's voice is resounding
But soon it'll be passing and spring time will blossom
With rain clouds and thunder and colors most awesome

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

So tune into the universe the world that's around you
Hear all of its secrets and the stories that is passing through
Only the most quiet ones,  the  humble, the silent
Can hear what the world could be without all of this violence

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run



Friday, January 26, 2018

Your eyes streamed with tear drops

Your eyes streamed with tear drops that echoed your pain
I wanted to catch them before they could stain:
The table; your garments; your spirit so sore..
Your eyes streamed with tear drops like rain on the floor

Your heart poured out clearly,  in each droplet that fell:
Revealing the unspoken: your own painful hell...
The tragedy; the sorrows' the secrets withheld:
Your eyes streamed with tear drops that no one beheld...

When daylight was fading, in your own home and place;
Your teardrops were falling. like cars in a race
Broken and beaten by life's own sharade
Your eyes streamed with tear drops, in silent parade

Though hidden and quiet, the angels of God;
Beheld all your suffering,  the road you had trod:
The heartaches; the sufferings; the laughter;  the joys:
Your eyes streamed with tear drops your hearts purest voice



Sunday, January 21, 2018

Night is falling

The night is falling and the stars begin to shine
Angels whisper and they touch this heart of mine'
The world is resting and will let go of another day
Good night dear universe:  rest well I truly pray

Moments collide now and they enter into the sound
Of silent energy that permeates the world around
Softer whisperings are coming from the angel band
They are humming and their echoes touch me like a hand

Close your eyes now let go of the worries that you know
Trust yourselves to the angelic ones who love you so
Each second and  the minutes will dissolve into the bliss
That the angels transmit through their nightly loving kiss


Thursday, January 18, 2018

Snowed in

A beautiful blanket of white
Creates a welcoming sight
Carefully with broom in my hand
I clear out somewhere to stand

Slowly the steps I descend
While brushing away this powdery blend
An icy mix challenges my feet
That long for some warmth and some heat

Quietly the chill of the morn
Slips through my gloves that are torn
Ignoring the bite that I feel
I sweep away snow with firm will

It would have been easier to wait
But the quietness is awesome and great
So out in this darkness before dawn
I clean away everything with a yawn ..



Sunday, January 14, 2018

People weep...

People weep oh can't you see
They are near and far from me
Sending sighs that ride the air
Breezes carry them everywhere

People hurt, oh can't you feel
All their pain, it is so real
Bruises scars and innner hurt
Falling in the rain and dirt

People search, both far and near
For a caring heart to hear
But too often what they need
Is drowned out by all our greed

People hunger and they thirst
For a place without outburst
But there plight their cries sincere
No one ever ever will hear....



Saturday, January 13, 2018

Wintry rhymes

Winter days,they bring a chill:
Challenge heart and challenge will
Yet, they bring an art unknown:
In the frost, at morn that's sown

Bundled up with extra clothes
Who you are: nobody knows
Like a mummy or a bear
Layered beings: everywhere

Some are cold and some are not
Winter touches all we've got
In the south the wind will blow
But rarely seen: is ice or snow

Way up north the freezing ice
Paints a picture without a price
Snow will fall and measure deep
But some creatures, romp and creep

In your place, at winter time,
What would be your poetic rhyme:
A snowy picture, wind or rain?
Tell me tell me your poem's refrain


Tuesday, January 9, 2018

What if we love...?

If, all the time, we used to gripe...
Could be transformed into something nice
The world would be like love again
And movements of change could all begin

But we all like  to hear our  voices:
Our own opinions..our rights... our choices
Yet when it comes to  hearing,, you
We close our hearts.. our minds:  it's true

So when the news is blaring out loud
And we're all so tempted to join the crowd
That points and scowls at the awful "other"
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we would shudder???

It  is all so cool,.. to run with the ball
And to  be seen with those who run,  not crawl;
But wouldn't it be something if we could stand
With those less fortunate..and hold their hand

And wouldn't it be awesome if we could see
That greatness is waiting for you and me
To see that loving and caring's the way
To build a castle that'll never sway

It isn't the norms that define what's right
But the love of God that gives us light
To see each person each night, each day
As a gift from God: there's no other way...


Monday, January 8, 2018

God loves me and you

Look out your window... look up at the sky
Beautiful love notes: hanging up high.
Stars in their orbit and sun bright and true:
Everything's  singing:  God loves me and you

Frosty bright memos on window and pane
Singing a melody something to remain
Coldness and freezing but love mixed in too
Even the winter sings: God loves me and you...

Darkness and brightness; the nightime and day:
Each have their purpose.. their own thing to say
Holding the elements and the hours it is true:
Morning and evening sing: God loves me and  you

Rough times and good times; bad times and all
Each one is carrying the Eternal One's call
Throughout all the chaos and  loveliness too
God keeps on reminding us: He loves me and you


Saturday, January 6, 2018

Your Best Friend

There's always One who always sees:
The heart; the land; the skies; the seas
There's always One Who's always there
He's ready to love; to heal; to share..

When all the world would walk away;
Refuse to talk or look your way...
When all the rest, would block you out
There's One who stays: no need to doubt

The crowd can rule and shake the rest
But not the One who is your Guest
He stays unshaken,  unswayed by  all
He is the God of the great and small..

So when you're lonely and feel afraid
Of things unseen or the bills unpaid
Just know you're loved and have a friend
In One who made the beginning; the end


Thursday, January 4, 2018

Southern snow storm

A beautiful blanket of white
Is creating a wonderful sight
It's pretty as pretty can be
This sprinkling of snow I can see

Though the morning's waking right now
The world is keeping silent somehow
For the commuters that normally run
Aren't ready to get out in the sun

Not even an inchlet of snow
And the people are refusing to go
For the rule of the south you can see
Is it's a blizzard if you want it to be..

Just like a dash of dustyness around
And the neighborhood is lifeless, without sound
For somehow the presence of snow
Is making  the anxious to work ,,more slow