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Reflection of Your Love

Posted in Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 27, 2012| Leave a Comment »

The tranquility that I knew was in the silence of loving you.

Your peace filled my heart and eased all pain,

You gave me a reason to live this life that else wise would be in vain.

Your spirit and vitality have taken control,

As you are the creator of my soul,

You are in my heart that beats and in my mind that thinks

And in my blood that pulses through my veins

You are the salt in my tears and the curls in my hair

You are my breath I breathe in the cold winter air

You are in my very being

Without you Lord…I am nothing

For I am a reflection of your love.

(msuzanne 1974-1979)

Two months ago I found some old journals and poem books from my teenage years stuffed in a box in the basement.  It was this find that reignited my passion for writing spiritual poems.   As I went through these old books, I was amazed by many of my spiritual poems written in the 1970s. I was 14 years old when I started writing poems.  This poem was in a book dated 1974-1979.  I wrote this between the age of 14 to 19 yrs. old. What amazes me is the metaphysical message within when I was raised a strict Catholic.   Now in my 50s I rejoice in the teachings of Earnest Holmes as his every word speaks to my soul.

In the original poem the words “possessor of my soul” was used in line 5 and today I changed it to “creator of my soul.”   As a teenage I often complained about having to do what everyone wanted me to do.  And even went so far as seeing myself under others ownership.  So the word possessor made me smile as I remember that time in my life.   You can read it with either words

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Running Late

Posted in Poem, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 26, 2012| Leave a Comment »

Lord, I was running late you see, when I set off for Sunday Celebration of Thee.

I took the short cut around the town to skip the traffic lights that slow me down.

And I quickly ended up on the Pike thinking now it would be alright.

In a hurry I rushed…

I rushed down the road and passed the horse farm without a hitch.

Then as I turned the bend a little fast I saw the geese in my path.

I hit the brake and stopped in a blast.

Just in time as they march one by one in a straight line.

An elder Goose ran up to the car with a squawk,

“Hey, there is a speed limit here, didn’t you see?”

One by one they came through the bush,

And impatiently I said, “Oh just fly so I can get on by”

And finally as the line seemed to thin the little goslings waddled in.

One after another with mother goose on their tail,

They lolly gagged and sauntered in a childish array, as if they wanted to play.

When all were safely out of the road,

The elder goose squawked, “Go hurry on your way.”

So off I went in a fluster of worry to arrive on time for the Celebration of Thee.

Up the steep hill by the park I flew and over the top my car just sailed.

As I landed on the slope going down the road,

I saw a lady and dog a good distance away.

My immediate thought was, it would be Ok.

So with my foot on the gas I continue on my way.

Yet something was wrong with my approach.

As the old dog was slow and appeared to be stiff.

I hit the brakes and this time the dust flew,

And I scared the old dog and the lady too.

So I smiled and waved with all my love

And under my breath I said,

“Hurry I’m already late. The celebration won’t wait.”

So as I sat and watched

I said, “See Lord it’s just not my fault that I am late today,

All these things are in my way.”

Finally as the dog approached the other side I took off for you.

I blew through a stop sign with easy and some care and arrived with no time to spare.

As I shut down the car, I said, “finally I’m here to give you praise”

And the Lord responded, “You silly girl,

I gave you gifts to see, the order in the geese and new goslings.

I wanted you to stop to see the spirit of me.

The spirit of dog, a divine creature you see.

As I am God and we are one in the same

And share the same letters to our name.

Somehow this morning you’re rushing to me,

Left you blind to my gifts to see.”

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God’s Calling Card

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

The March Winds blow as the winter fades,

The Sun peaks out among the clouds

floating in a perfect array.

The worn ground cover pops

with specs of green among the grey.

The barren trees start to bud,

giving me a glimpse

of the creativeness of God above.

In my tiny part of the Lords universe,

I sit in knowing the Lord is there.

The first crocus pop their head,

as if they were saying “Lord I’m out of bed.”

The daffodils are poking through the cool ground

with their stems reaching high for the Lord to see.

I saw a bug flying by who said,

“Lord don’t forget about me!”

Sitting in prayer with the Spirit in my heart,

I know this gift is the Lord’s calling card.

It is a thank you note to me,

that I have chosen to live within Thee.

It is in this moment I say to God Almighty,

 “Thank you for this day…Thank you for loving me.”

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