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Seeing Beyond the Ordinary

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Happy Holidays and Goodwill to All!

Daily Inspiration

Riding High

Exit Space

To other realms…

Forgetting place,

Holding hands…

a Circle Now

in White Robes,

Signifying our bond

Through time

we stand,

Forever One

Brothers and Sisters

Feel the Love.

Daily Inspiration

Daily Inspiration

A Mother’s Heart

The trail of tears

run down my face,

leaving tracks

none could trace.

With anguished heart

keeping pace,

overflowing love

spills through

my eyes,

and gently drowns

as reality I face.

Burgeoning emotion

causal tide,

returning to the ocean,

rushing wide,

all in motion

an unforgiving space.

Empty vessel

mother lode,

sings to the heavens

for a heart to hold,

slowing vanishing…

as forever told.

 

 

Heaven’s Gate

On wings of doves

she flew,

with her loves…

as promised on faith,

some day we may

have a talk,

to learn the way

to paradise.

What its like

and how to claim,

the wonder waiting…

beyond the rise,

of clouds and rainbows,

created by…

a million sighs.

Of dreams and passions,

thrown to the heavens,

sprinkling earth

from the skies,

like tiny raindrops overhead,

meant to fulfill

our deepest desires.

We know the gate

is by death itself,

but to cry and wail,

is lacking grace,

as has been told

through the ages,

images we hold…

Love, light and peace

Just waiting there

at the end…

of heaven’s stairway.

 

Dream It

Upon waking, she heard a voice

sweet and still

nothing shrill,

whispers in the morning

light.

Saying slowly

strong and sure,

never fear

there is always more.

For those who ask

and those who choose,

the way is clear,

of this we are sure.

Lilting and low,

the tenor led her

to a field settled with snow,

whereupon she witnessed

the rising sun.

See this field of wheat my dear?

The song asked her so, so near.

All of the town

may have this to eat.

Rise up and tell the people

of the town,

sleeping still,

to come and harvest

the bounty here.

Running to alert the folk,

she saw a vast green patch,

wondering …

she stopped.

Seeing vegetables rising

and growing to the sky!

Now she felt

her excitement grow,

she thought her hopes

were all but lost,

this WAS a miracle,

before her eyes.

Skipping now

she went fast,

barely breathing,

flying past,

a stand of cows

with a sign

that read, free milk here

come for repast.

Stumbling into

the center of town,

she could not talk,

or even frown,

wonderment filled her cherub face,

sparked with joy,

and beaming grace,

the town was saved,

by pure belief,

that all would be well,

and all would be safe.

Praying each night,

when all was lost,

hope restored,

onward to see.

The villagers gathered

to hear the tale,

told by a young girl,

of her beautiful dream,

and all were beholden

in their quiet faith,

knowing the way was always there,

uncovered by the love of

a sweet dear girl,

and presented by God,

to save them all,

safe & sound

who heard the call.

Time

In the dark

she saw a flicker,

a shadow of

life yet to be,

sensing movement

seeing there,

future unfulfilled..

she bade him come,

to sit beneath

the oak tree.

Future mine…

she asked him near,

what is so dear

that brings you close,

here …

in the dark?

Let us stay together

waiting for sunrise,

then I’ll know you

when the need

arises.

Future sat

and wrapped her

in love,

giving her a sense

of the way

a feeling of security,

for all her days.

Then he left

without goodbye,

exept a small refrain

to remember him by…

“Stay bright

Stay alight

Be the comfort

On a cold night.”

Without a sound

Future was gone,

she wandered slowly into

the dawn.

But, now she had

beginnings of  a song,

to carry in her heart

to sing along,

to whisper softly

keeping a secret

on a shelf,

To unlock in near

or distant times,

to help those in need

with her rhyme.

Now, she feels the coldest air

blow down

from the mountain

into the town.

Tis the present…

she must stay abreast,

doing her work,

preparing winter’s nest,

making the children

secure in the home,

making each night

warm and light,

giving each- a tender hug

good night.

As for the past,

that is all there is…

to remind us of memories

both cherished and sad,

bringing the moments

once in the present

now gone to the wind.

Remember the lessons

to never again

fear the mistakes

or cry for a sin,

just keep looking forward

never to bend,

“Stay bright

Stay a light

Be the comfort

On a cold night.”

 

 

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