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“Of worth I have no season no story left to tell.”

Of hope I have all reason to leave the living hell.

A paper thin skin with little good to give,

no protection from the illusions my life did spin.

Shed of me my ego’s shallow shell.

Leave me basting in purgatory’s well.

My skinless corpse of eons of age,

With more hope than at any other phase

my soul a blaze from the eternal light

My frosted heart melts from the love of God’s sight.

Wrapped in luminous light is this soul’s new flight.

The breath of the lord is the wind that soars.

“My wilderness afire wings are raised immortal to the night”

For my spirit to live forever in light.

The beauty of poetry is in the message to the reader…while it comes from the depth of heart and soul of the poet, it reaches the ears of others and resonates within them as they can and need to hear.

This poem was inspired by Bobbie at Tornadoday.wordpress.com  “ The lines in quotes,” are Bobbies words that inspired this piece. Visit Bobbie’s site to read wonderful poetry and receive inspiration and encouragement.  Namaste, mary

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Winds blow…
Seas churn…
The sun will shine….
Somewhere, within the world Divine.
The foggy haze dissipates within your gaze.
If you choose…
to see the light of day.

There is a light,
that stands within your sight.
It may be to the left
Or it may be on the right.
A beckoning light…
a sparkle in your sight
or an explosion so bright
it illuminates the dark night.
Darkness just a shade of light
can vanish quickly in your sight.
A thought, a word, a gesture of love
release the hold that ego bestowed.

Release this day
the barriers that block your way.
See goodness where you once saw fear.
Find love for the one who torments you so.
Give up hate to let your heart grow.

Choose…choose within this day,
to build your life in a whole new way.
Choose…choose to change your mind
about living in hell
Choose…choose to change your mind
to grow within the Divine.

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“Coyote Falls” Escalante National Monument, Utah

Photographer – Joshua Cripps

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A barren desert it seems

is just as much a mirage

as the forest and streams.

The sandy terrain and dried out rock

are places of solace within God’s Heart.

Across the rock the waters flow

etching a paradise where no one goes.

Each droplet of God’s nourishment

is without scarcity

within the divine love

that is our sanctity.

In the greens that grow

and the trees that sway,

there is a soulful place for God to play.

Spirit sits and waits for you and I today.

To hike the canyon high and low,

to tread the dried up river bed,

to trust and believe,

in the beautiful scene.

Within life’s journey,

in the heat of the day,

and the dryness

of this sacred land,

is a desert so lush

within the heart of man.

(msuzanne,   March 28, 2012)

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This was first posted more than a year ago.  As I have traveled these last five years I found myself treading the dried up river bed searching for the dessert so lush.  That dessert so lush is always where Spirit is…The lushness and beauty of our human life is held within God’s love.  I choose today to leave the desert to join God in the lush blessings of life.   I choose to see all that is good…all that is God!

photo posted on www.photobotos.com

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Thank you to my friends who are local and called or texted for me to post the poems or link I mentioned in my Liebster award info.  So here they are.  Enjoy!

Under The Willow

Under the Willow

A mother weeps

As she buries her child

Beneath her feet.

The Queen of Heaven

Stands at her side

As she wipes

The tears from her eyes.

The shoots of the willow

The mother ties.

With a wish in her heart

She pleads to the tree

For the release of her grief.

An enchanted tree

The willow weeps

Its limbs hang low

With the heavy leaves.

The shoots whip when the winds blow.

As the priest and priestess pray

For ills to fade away.

As the poet lays to sleep

Beneath the willow the dreams do grow

As the words of the poem start to flow.

The magical tree the willow heals

Those who weep.

And eases the pain

From their tormented sleep.

To bring serenity to the sea of tears

To bring harmony within the earthly sphere.

With the sway of the willow shoots

The mother releases her fears.

Beneath the moon

The willow grows

In love the tree bows it head

To the souls of the dead.

With its arms it embraces

The mother who stands beneath the tree.

And cloaks the poet who lay to dream.

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Malala A Gift From God!

A girl so young, innocent and sweet,

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land,

Give dreams of freedom

To those that wish they can.

Through Spirits eyes she reads a book,

Through divine mind she learns to write,

Through the voice of God she valiantly chants,

For the rights of women within her land.

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One young girl with THE POWER within,

Can topple the reign of hate.

The voice of the Lord’s messenger

Valiantly creates.

It is from divinity expressed

In perfect natural form,

That freedom is born!

Inspired love from around the world

Embraces Malala tight,

Raising her soul

Within the Lords luminous light.

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A girl so young and innocent

With a voice that resonates around the world.

It is her voice of truth and love,

That has great power the evil dream of.

It is her voice we hear in our heart,

It is her voice that will never be quelled,

For the Lord has spoken the truth to all.

And within her heart

The Lord’s words do swell.

The Lord’s message will forever be sung

Lovingly around the world.

It is within the voice of this enchanted girl.

A girl so young, innocent and sweet

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land,

Give freedom to those that wish they can.

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Her soul so innocent and pure

A gift from the Lord.

Her life a threat to evil

Is a strength they deplore.

There is no Lord,

Supporting their war.

It is a war within their mind,

It is a war that supports their hate.

To give them power over those that fear.

To eliminate the love and goodness

Of the people they disintegrate.

The Lords message will forever be sung

Lovingly around the world.

It is within the voice of this enchanted girl.

Around the world and through the heart of all

The power of love and healing given by THE ALL

Raises Malala from this tragic day,

So her voice will speak the words of God once more.

No evil can take away

What God has given as destiny.

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A girl so young, innocent and sweet

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land

Give freedom to those that wish they can.

It’s time for all around the world

To stand and raise our arms.

With our eyes on God,

And heart open wide,

Let the Spirit move hate aside.

It is our thoughts and deeds

That raise the love

And brings evil crumbling to its knees…

It is our choice to free those we love

It is our choice to take back our land.

Hand in hand, heart in heart,

Call upon the Lord

To clear the way

For Love to manifest

Perfectly today.

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A girl so young, innocent and sweet

With a voice that rebounds through the streets.

Her song for girls and women across her land

Give freedom to those that wish they can.

Through Spirits eyes she reads a book,

Through divine mind she learns to write,

Through the voice of God she valiantly chants,

For the rights of women within her land.

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Both of these poems honor women.  And I send my love and light to all Mother that has endured such a great loss.  I send all positive energy and love to Malala for her continued success and may be held within all our hearts as she continues to be a voice for women.   What a gift this young girl is!  Namaste, mary

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liebster-blog-award

Accept the award, post the picture of the Liebster Award on the top of your post and say who nominated you for the award and list their blog site. (Check)
2. List 11 random facts about yourself.
3. Nominate 11 other bloggers for the Liebster Award and list their blog sites.
4. Notify the bloggers of their award.
5. Ask the award winners 11 questions to answer when they accept their Liebster Award.
6. Answer the questions left for you by the blogger who gave you the award.

I like to Thank Atirah Jewel at Lil Red Writing Hood, atirahjewel.wordpress.com  for this award. I have followed her work since I started with my blog. I enjoy the diversity of her writing and the emotions she expresses.  She is creative and inspiring.  I feel very honored to receive this award.

11 facts
1. I no longer know, “what is fact about me”: My life has been an evolving project. I accept the process as it is.
2. I am a very spiritual being.
3. My life is very blessed
4. I love my small court yard garden and old historic house (165 years old)
5. The sunrise is my favorite time of day. It is inspiring and invigorating.
6. After many decades I have finally opened my heart and mind to the joy of living each day.
7. I chose each day to allow my spirit to lead and my ego to surrender to the greater good of the situation.
8. My mother turned 87 last week and I adore her as much if not more than I did as a child.
9. I have put into consciousness my desire to adopt my next dog sometime this coming fall.
10. It has been an honor to read the works and thoughts of so many wonderful writers and poets. I am continuously learning and growing through this incredible experience.
11. My heart is filled with gratitude for all who read my poems and visit my blog. This wonderful community has taken me around the world to meet and love people who I would never have met if it was not for blogging. Thank you for expanding my heart and world.

11 questions
1. Why do you write? I write to express and to learn about the depth of my soul.

2. Where is the one place you wish you could live? I am happy where I am. What is most important is being with those I love and who love me.

3. If you had the opportunity to go back in time to do whatever you wish, would you take it?   No

4. What’s your writing process like? Good question. I get up at 0400 and write after my morning mediation.

5. Among your work, do you have favorite poem? If so which one and why? Yes, my favorite poem is Under the Willow, it is a poem I wrote after mediation one morning and I posted it last year the day after Mother’s day to honor all Mothers who weep for a lost child.  I like to write about the transition at death.  I think because I have been at the death of many people (as a nurse) and treasure the spiritual transition and recognize my role in comforting the human emotions left behind. 

6. What made you start writing? I first started writing as a teenager it was my creative outlet.

7. What is your favorite topic to write about? Nature and anything spiritual.

8. Who is your favorite poet or author? As a teenager I loved Edgar Allen Poe and as a woman I fell in love with Kahlil Gibran a poet my mother shared her love of poetry with me. Over the last few years I have been intrigued by Rumi and explore old book stores to find vintage poets and new contemporary poets.  Sometimes I just search amazon to find someone new. 

9. What inspires you to write? The beauty of nature and meditation

10. Is there someone famous that you admire? If so, who?  Malala Yousafzai, she has inspired me to be strong and focused. She is an incredibly mature and Divine Spirit that is a continuous manifestation of God’s goodness.  On October 25th, 2012 I posted a poem that I wrote in her honor.  I pray everyday for her to create the wonderful change that God leads her to make.  Please check back in my archives to read the poem.

11. Which time period do you like the most?  Early morning

And finally, answer time: 05/12/2013 3:42pm

While receiving this award is an honor it is also a reminder I need to open myself up to other poets and writers on wordpress.  The work out there is impressive and I have been missing a lot.  Each week my goal is to follow one – two new poet/writer/photographer/blogger.   This will help me grow within the wordpress community.  In many ways I have been a closet blogger/poet as I post and run… I often hit the like button but rush off without commenting.  I read other’s post on my smart phone while stuck in traffic or waiting for the high school tennis match to end.  So the like button is a wonderful relief.

I would like to share this award with the following poets and writers.  Each has helped me think outside my box, they push me out of my comfort zone and challenges me to write and live my truth.   What a great gift to be given by other…most I will never met in my life.  So thank you and many blessings to all.

http://tornadoday.wordpress.com  Bobbie is a very inspiring poet.  I am most impressed by the easy of the flow of words as she creates a picture and tugs at my emotions.  I love the way her words are light in nature yet intensely deep in meaning.  I aspire to write and wrap such images in my own work.

http://jamesfielden.com – So many times I read or listen to James post I know it is the words I needed to hear.  The spiritual meaning, the guidance and the thoughts are as if he took them right from my thoughts and prayers.  James has been a constant beckon of light during my journey.

http://poetscornerblog.wordpress – This poetry corner is very diverse with many great poets.  Harry has done a wonderful job of creating a great site for poets to post their work.  Many I may never had a chance to read if they were not posted here.  I have many favorites on this site.

http://myprettypics.wordpress.com – Dawn has a great site that captures an area I love.  Her photos of Philadelphia PA, my home town, capture my attention every time.    I love revisiting the old dilapidated churches and the wonderful historic homes.

http://dcardiff.wordpress.com – Dennis is somewhat new to the blogging world  he has a much different blog than the ones I normally follow.  Dennis is building a platform for the homeless.  When I was in my 30s as a nurse practitioner I worked with children that were homeless, or in very difficult social situations, crack cocaine addicted, teen mom’s, sexually and physically abused.  Now in my 50’s many years past, I have allowed myself to not see what Dennis sees.  So I thank Dennis for reminding me of my blessings and that I can still send my love and support without directly being involved.

There are many other bloggers that inspire me who have already received this award so I will mention them here as inspiring and encouraging and have been very influential in my continuing with my blog.

http://soumyav.wordress.com

http://meirozavian.wordpress.com

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Tightrope of Divine Life

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There is a man,
Who walks the tightrope of Divine Life,
A man with knowledge of the gift of light.
On the tightrope,
It is the ego’s shallow need
That denies the spirit a chance to breathe.
Using a voice to speak of light,
The ego weaves an illusion of belief.
So hidden in plain sight
Is a man who writes and writes,
Speaking of life with in the light.
So beautifully he leads,
The most trusting Souls.
Enamored,
I give him my heart of gold.
What a wondrous man
He must be,
With a Spirit
Of Divine Purity.
The goal of human life
to live with in the light
A place of joy and love
A human’s eternal right.
So leave the path
And the shallow hold.
Surrender the ego
To honor your Soul. 😉

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Mt-Hood-Vortex

Mount Hood Vortex – Mount Hood, Oregon – MK Wild

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Spiritual Web

There is a spiritual web woven tight

That guides a soul to the light.

A light… A light…ignites the dark night.

A soul in search of the Divine,

Finds the signs in life’s rhythms and rhyme’s.

They appear where you are,

A connection…a word…a flower…or a twinkling star.

It might be the rose that blooms in the January winds,

A message from God that your long night ends.

A light…A light…ignites the sky.

With a fiery passion that engulfs the human sigh.

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Yesterday I posted two poems from March 2012. They represent my love affair with God that has moved me from difficulties in my life, to a place of new beginnings as I re-create my life within the light of God. Today I share a new poem that represents my moving forward in Spirits world of light and knowing that all good is mine to claim as I move forward and release the past within the human sigh engulfed by the passion of God.

In the spiritual world there are many signs to help us move forward. This morning when I checked my blog stats I saw 4,444 views. So I made a mental note to figure out the meaning of this number. Then I went to facebook to see what friends and family are posting. A friend posted a blog on Angels. While we have not spoken in years her post was there for me. It talked about seeing fours as a sign that you are surrounded by many Angels. What a wonderful sign to have on a day of closing the past and opening the future. Over the past few weeks I felt the uncertainty of the future, today I feel great inner peace and calm that all is good. We are all embraced within the spiritual web and God is always communicating to us. It is up to us to see and hear the Divine message.

So I dedicate today’s poem to my life within the light…to keeping an open heart, open mind, eyes fixed on the light, ears open to the words of the Lord and heart overflowing with gratitude for the blessings of my life.   And each of you who rest your eyes within this blog are all a part of the spiritual web…each with a great destiny…each with an abundance of love and prosperity here for you with your eyes fixed on the light.  Release your past within your sigh and allow the passion of God to embrace you.  Namaste, mary

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