The Boots, A Song, The Tree and Synchronicity

The wisdom of the ages

‘comes through’ to my pages

and the guidance is as true as my leap of faith,

all is well in the world

as all is well in my heart,

I’m walking the path

I’m walking along

and my heart melody is a pure simple song.

All along in recent years

I create new healing by releasing old fears.

I ask for guidance, blessings and signs to see,

so messages coming are received by me.

So I pray in every new day,

I am heartened by all that paints images for me,

I ask the question, before the answers I see…..

This story begins nine years ago,

when as a Christmas gift

you gave to me the Grevillea Silky-Oak Tree.

They grow in Queensland but don’t like the cold,

so I planted it by the winter pond

and it didn’t grow much, it didn’t respond…..

Then you left me and went far away

and years later I shifted from that country spot

and dug up ‘our tree’,

to take with me, in a magnificent pot!

Too tall for small gardens

and I could never, it’s true

leave it behind when to me it was you!!!

So I placed it by my window

every day of every year, and it grew to be,

taller than, the rooftops I see.

And over all of the years,

you kept returning to me,

and just a few months before your spirit flew free,

you requested new boots as a gift from me.

As ever, we walked in the bush,

our favorite song came from whip-birds

and a sweeter song would never be heard….

One day, I was missing my friend

who ‘has gone from this earth’,

and thinking of him,

and those Mack boots left behind,

when I heard a new song I’d love to re-wind.

The ballad was heartfelt,

from the very first line,

sung by a country singer in slow waltzing-time.

 

She said “I’ve nothing of yours

to remember you by,

except for one shoe”….

and there were tears in my eyes!!

My goodness, a sign if ever there was,

that hearts reach across from the other side

to bring cheer and warmth, 

there is no divide.

I looked at your new boots

you only wore for a few weeks,

then with your passing, my sadness felt lasting.

And all of the years,

through all of my tears,

show me, it is true

you are closer now than you ever were,

and I am healing within,

everyday with new signs,

I am heartened for sure,

so I keep looking for more.

The following day, was the day, was the one,

when our Chinese Proverb

came true for a second time.

 

“Keep a green tree in your heart perhaps a singing bird will come…”

So we live with this wisdom, more than twenty years

and it takes your dying

to present to the tree, living birds for me to see!!!

Soon after your passing,

in the Silky-Oak Tree,

in a planter pot by the window, you came to be…..

Previously, you wrote on-line,

your password defined,

‘Blue-wren’ was your call-sign

as birds called to you,

so there in my Silky-Oak, through the window I see

a blue wren, and hen with a greeting for me!!

Oh Joy! I was heartened,

Oh heart I am free,

I let go of the pain that has been crippling me…..

Then on a Sunday morning,

the day after ‘the shoe song’,

I go into my room and am delighted to see

the Western Whip-bird just sitting in our Silky-Oak Tree!

I wrote this on October 2, 2011 whilst sitting with THE Mack leather boots