Gathering

“Come to me”

I heard these silent words

as I came to start a bright new day

and a brilliant full moon

lit my way.

Clouds float by

anti-clockwise

as cool winds blew

rose petals strew

and I witnessed all from my room

within.

Yes a new day begins

and I am here

present to what’s becoming clear

Focus Forward Move Along

the breeze lifts

the winds are strong

the clouds now roll along.

Yes I see the way is clear ahead

it seems, and true it is

that the past is now back there

and the rising light greets the day

as new times arrive

and all the old is left behind.

You are shown a living room

where faith will bring

the answers to

all the challenges facing you.

The blue skies shine

as clouds have cleared

the day is calm

you bathe in sunshine and quietly rest

know and believe what is best……

Home again truly blessed

(Written on April 23, 2016 Part 3 of The Golden Bird Trilogy)

Drawings by Anastasia Catris and mindfully coloured-in by Bee Porteous

'Colour me Mindful - Birds' by Anastasia Catris, Orion 2015 UK)

 

For You

I will hold the light, she said,

I will quietly sit by the bed

and through the day into the night

all will be lit

beside you.

And together

I know we will meet

those who come indeed to greet

you.

And still you sleep

as I,

gently weep into the dawning of a new day

so Farewell Dear One, you hear me say.

Gone with the flowers

to brighten all

comes the colourful Autumnal Fall

comes the beginning

following on

we all know

you tip-toed home.

There were all these years

you held the lamp

you kept the fires glowing

you expanded knowledge

turned endless pages

and became The Elder of the ages.

Hold quietly still

until your calling.

 

From A Bird

So why did we not see, what was obviously

visible to the birds.

The birds who flew

who sang,

who knew,

who nested safely and fed their young,

who twittered quietly when the day was done

who sang to the skies from within shrubbery

who perched in the tree-tops with a view to the sea.

If only the bird of spirituality

was heard like words of clarity

to those who miss the brighter song,

who need life’s pain

to bring the rain

to cleanse the lands

to start again.

So quietly here I go…….

I Feel This Day Deeply

Solitude

Quiet

Presence

Light

Radiance

Bright

Day & Night

Freedom

Within

Without

In air

With trees

Breathing

Breeze

Flowers

Petals

Earth & Fire

Higher

Lighter

Colors & Capes

Blue

Golden then White

Mirrors of Silver

Stardust Moonlight