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Heart and Rock

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 18, 2012| 4 Comments »

Grand Falls in Golden Light

“Grand Falls” – Flagstaff, AZ – Scott Wood – Featured Photographer

www.photobotos.com  May 11, 2012

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As the Spirit flies in the sky

Above the cannon and rocks so high,

The cascading flow from the water source

Ebbs and course through the core.

The world so grand is created

By the One Spiritual hand.

In a land that flows with

God’s eternal light

Is the land where life exist

In perfect harmony.

Grace between air, water and dirt

Is the inherent nature of the earth.

The water moves

Across the rocks

And leaves a gorge in the core.

The river way

Spawns life and breath into

Those that swim and

Animals that play.

While the trees and plants grow

From the earth’s floor.

The sunlight ignites

The beauty of the Lord.

All life in and beneath the sky

Is a reflection of God’s creative side.

The Spirit that flows through

Air, water, and rocks,

Is the beating heart

And the breath of life.

It is throughout the land

That the Lord’s love spans

Within every molecule

Of air, water, and dirt.

Within every living creature

That roams the earth.

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My Clown

Posted in Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , on May 17, 2012| Leave a Comment »

The air is cold

the moon shines bright

with the stars of life.

The town is silent

except for the cries of a clown.

A sad clown

that brings joy to everyone

with his balloons and tricks.

He is the same clown

that wares an upside down frown by day.

But at night his smile goes away.

It slides away with the joys of each day

He is happy by day

For it is people

that make his heart feel young and gay.

When he walks through the door

His life unravels and falls to the floor.

Oh beautiful clown

please let your smile grow.

I love you more than you could ever know.

(1974-1979)

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As a child and teenager I always liked clowns.  This poem was not about a particular clown.  It was a self-reflection of how I was feeling at that time in my life.  On the outside I was happy and people saw me as so.  Yet, inside I was sad.  Today, I cannot remember what event may have triggered these emotions.  But it is most likely when I was 16 years of age, and was “grounded for life,” as my father would say.  Social isolation for a teenage through a summer is like a life sentence.

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Where the Fairies Play

Posted in Poem, Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 15, 2012| 5 Comments »

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In a place so far away,

is a land where the fairies play.

A place beneath the sky,

with clouds that ride,

the winds that tie the skies,

as the Infinite flies.

It is in the place that the fairies play

that the trees sway to the gentle breeze,

and the fairy dance shakes the leaves.

Within this garden is a misty air.

And on the floor in the garden beds

beneath the stems

of the Flowers that grow

the children run and climb

and nap upon the silken vines.

Within the flower head

lay the infants nestled in bed.

The petals cover the little ones.

And in the hand of God spans the Fairy Land

a place where dreams and wishes come true.

A place where Love Is dripping In the morning dew.

The sunlight glistens on all that grows.

And when it sets the moon light

floods the fields below.

It is in this magical place

of fairy land

that Spirit blesses

all creatures here

with grace and power for this sphere.

And it is here that the Spirit

mystically appears

and dances the dance

as the energy flows

and ignites the world aglow.

All living here are bathed

in the energy of the Loving One.

They are the purest of pure

of God’s energy source.

They are the illuminating rays

that filters into the earthly plane.

Within this mystical place

is pure love

over flowing for the human race.

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Under the Willow Tree

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 14, 2012| 8 Comments »

 

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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Several weeks ago when I was meditating the Blessed Mother came to me.  She took my hand and we buried a seed and from that seed grew a big, beautiful willow tree.   The limbs so heavy were laden down with the gifts it brings to me.  Each day and night I thank Mary and the Lord for this beautiful image now permanently etched in my mind and heart.   Several days ago, I was googling the spiritual meaning of the willow and I had to read more on the origins of the Mary.  After reading several sites I sat in silence and the poem flowed.   I dedicate this poem to all the mothers around the world who have stood beneath the willow tree.  For it is said there is magic and healing powers within the willow tree and for thousands of years Mothers around the world have stood beneath the tree in grief…And so the willow weeps…And so the willow heals.

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Old and New Entwined

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 12, 2012| 2 Comments »

One of a kind Zhangjiajie National Park

“One of a Kind” – Zhangjiajie National Park, China–Thomas Dawson- Featured Photographer

www.photobotos.com May 7, 2012

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Within a land of hills and trees

Stands mountainous rocks

That tower above the valley low.

Greenery that grows into the misty sky

Above the clouds that drift by.

It is a place of mystic joy

A place of peace

In an earthly plane.

It is an exotic land

That spans the ancient

Space and time.

It is one of a kind

Locked into the

Universal Mind.

It’s uniqueness

Is for all to see

A place of mystery

Of the old and new

China entwined.

The beauty and intrigue

Of such a spot

Is a haven for a heavenly lot.

A place where time has stopped

As the world swirls out of control

The Lord creates a place

For spirits to play.

And man to comprehend

The holy scrolls.

It is a place that takes

Your breath away.

A place to kneel and pray.

A place where ancient spirits lay

The path of God in an ancient land.

A path of the old and new entwined

A place for all people to see

Their own inner Divinity

All One in God…

God One in All.

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Spiritual Awakening

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 10, 2012| Leave a Comment »

In the water below

The reflection of the moon glows.

The energy of the Lord

Illuminates the shore.

Within the stillness of the lake

Life flourishes along the floor.

The ripples on the water top

Are currents of praise

From the life forms below.

There is no darkness where the light shines

For darkness is a trick of the human mind

It is a place where we do not see

The light of God a blaze

Within our being.

For light is always there

In whatever shade

You choose to see.

Casting shadows

Across the water top.

And filtered through the trees.

To see the light

Dance within the breeze.

To see the light casting rays

Through life’s experiences.

Is to open your eyes

To your Spiritual

Awakening.

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Stormy Night

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 9, 2012| 2 Comments »

During the night

With the candles aglow

I listen to the wind blow.

The rain fall cascading down

Crashes loudly on the ground.

The sounds of the rain

Is a song from the Lord

That lulls me to sleep.

I watch the lacy curtains dance

As the gust of wind

Send the ceiling fan in a spin.

The sounds of the storm echoes

Throughout the darkened room.

The crack of thunder rumbles

Like a furious snore.

Soaring lightning rods illuminate the sky

While the room shadows catch my eyes.

The tumultuous air calms

As the clouds glide slowly by.

It is the whisper of the Spirit

Within the storm I hear.

As the message of love

Settles my fears.

On a stormy night like this

There is great joy and Eternal bliss

For the storm within the Universe

Is where all life begins.

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I always love the sound of a spring storm.

Last night I fell asleep to the Lord

Singing me a lullaby in the cascading rain.

This morning I awoke to Spirit’s gentle breath humming in my ear

As the soft rain was hitting my window pane.

There is so much love in a storm like this.

I am eternally grateful for this earthly bliss.

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Scents in the Winds

Posted in Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 8, 2012| 3 Comments »

Masai Mara Lion

“Embracing the Wind” – Masai Mara, Kenya – David Lloyd – Featured Photographer

www.photobotos.com  posted May 6, 2012

 

 

Whether astrological or a beast

The Lion is the King at the royal feast.

The ruler of the animal world.

The leader with pride that extends

Beyond the African plains.

So majestic with a golden mane

So strong is his physical frame.

The Lion an earthly ruler

Created with the Spirit of God

Is the father of his animal tribe.

When he roars the elephants

And gazelles stop to listen.

To the words of the Animal Lord.

With Pride he leads

With knowing he sees

The kingdom of God at his feet.

With his head held high

He inhales deep

Taking in the scent of the winds

That carries the message of his divinity.

He is regal and majestic in his ways

He is the King of the animal land

And the ruler of the milky-way.

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New Day

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 5, 2012| 8 Comments »

Dew Drops upon the rose

Glimmer in the light as the sun rose

The freshness of the day filled the air

As a crisp wind was blowing through my hair

As each moment slipped away

So did the silence of the new day

The sweet music of the animals and birds

Was giving dimensions to a story with no words

It was in the silence that I knelt and prayed

As I thanked the Lord for the coming of a new day

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I wrote this poem in 1976 when I was on a teen retreat with the Catholic Youth Organization.  I sat on my balcony of the lodge and watched the sun rise. It was a very touching moment for me as I felt so connected to the universe and God in that moment.

It is sad but true when I wrote this I loved it yet, was so afraid to share it.  I was afraid it wasn’t original.  Maybe I read it somewhere and just remembered it.  Over the years I shared it a few times but always said “Author unknown.”  So today I share it and no matter whom on this earthly plane wrote it…the Author is always God.

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From the Ancient Scrolls

Posted in Spiritual Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , on May 3, 2012| 2 Comments »

Beneath the sky at night

I look into my soul

Where I’ve hid the secrets

From the ancient scrolls.

The old pain lingers

In the depth of my heart.

It is in the darkness of misery

Where I stored the old.

As I stand in the Present

My past so cold

The fears of eons ago

Ravished my soul.

I find the message

Of forgiveness

In a hidden place

Where life begins

For the human race.

 My Life is a blessing

That took me so long to hold.

Now when I search my heart

I turn from the old.

I find the warmth

And light a blazing.

I find the love

Of God Amazing.

All the goodness

Of God within

Is bubbling over

My heart’s brim.

So it is time now

For me to find

My life is mine to define.

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