The Sweetest Song

If I were a song

with a bird in me

I would sing

most joyously

from the highest tree,

I would bring

my whole within, 

I would raise

harmony to be

healing those around me. 

If I were a tune

to call to the moon

I would waft

through the silver trees,

I would float lightly

on the breeze,

I would be lighter

than ever before,

I would call more to explore.

If I were a string

on an instrument

I would sound

around

my fellow strings,

I would bring

melodies

to please the birds,

I would be the sweetest song

I ever heard.

If I was a woman

who roamed the hills

I would walk and walk

and breathe fresh air,

I would hum a tune

and whistle a song,

I would know 

the birds and I

all belong

to this wide world

and this new day

and every song

and tune would say,

bring more love

call more joy

be the one

who will enjoy

being here on the earth,

raise the notes

and sound your worth,

lift the others

and love your mothers,

be most heartily

the inspiration
 you came to be.

Be in this day,

be in this light

and shine your brightest

day and night.

Plant more trees

and bless the birds

who bring

 their songs for free

to share with All

and you and me.

- o O o -

Through The Veil

My mother

passed away today.

She was weary,

she was old,

with 'grandmother wisdom'

to be told.

 

She was frail,

she was tender,

with kindness

and caring we remember.

 

She did her best

through difficult times,

and life was long

when her strength was gone,

but she had a way

to touch the hearts

of many she met.

It was her loyalty that shone,

her gratitude to all

who gave her love,

her artistry we all could see,

her beauty

shone the brightest

as it came from deep within,

a place she never 

had even seen.

But we did.

A bare-footed river girl,

who played away from home,

who never knew

who she was

until we all, in our own ways,

did our best to honour her,

to lift esteem to a softer place,

to look beyond her 'disfigured' face.

And to all who came

to say farewell,

to each of you

who cared deeply,

to each and all in her family,

to her old and new friends

gathered here,

she's asking me

to thank you,

to truly Thank You.

She looked for peace all her life.

It was sitting

in her deepest well

and to anyone

 who helped to draw

raw emotions to the light,

she thanks you,

for helping her,

through the darkest nights.

 

Honouring Others

She was in her deepest heart

a kind and caring,

friend to all who came to call.

She was our precious friend,

supporting our lives, 

and honoring our choices.

We always saw her guiding light

we always knew her Golden Rule.

"Do unto others as you

 would have

 them do unto you" 

She showed us

 quietly every day

Love

 is what you give away.

Love is All There Is

and only

 the love we received

and the love

 we shared with others

 really matters.

Being One With All

"In you is all of Heaven.

Every leaf that falls

is given life in you.

Each bird that ever sang

will sing again in you.

And every flower

that ever bloomed

has saved its perfume

and its loveliness for you."

Text - A Course In Miracles -

Foundation for Inner Peace 

- o O o -

Releasing

LICHEN

Flowering Again

If you ever

saw a Tree Peony,

it looks dead in Winter.

Absent.

No stalks, no leaves.

A hidden beauty.

Not seen,

 at all in the soil,

until the spring

when suddenly

comes

the bright cherry

 shoots and leaves

rapidly turning to green.

And then,

generously,

from out of nowhere

 new buds come.

Beautifully,

come the blooms,

comes the joy

when we see

the light within shining. 

And so,

 on this winters day

as my precious mother

 passed away,

I know,

nothing hidden

 will remain unseen,

and her beauty shines

and her bloom will be

shining through for all to see.

- o O o -

Arriving Home

"You are as certain

of arriving home

as is the pathway of the sun

laid down before it rises,

after it has set,

and in the half-lit hours

in between.

Indeed,

your pathway

is more certain still.

For it can not be possible

to change the course

of those

whom God has called to Him."

- EPILOGUE -

A Course In Miracles - Workbook

Foundation for Inner Peace

Blessings, Love and Deep Peace

 for two precious souls

 reunited this very day

 after exactly 23 years of earth-time.

July 5, 2018 

And I will be thinking of you Dear Friends

(These photos were taken 2 days ago,

 of Pink Gums,

 growing in Native Bushland.

Off track in The Mallee)

Lighting Our Way

Sweet love of mine, what joy I have

I am most glad to see you

dressed in pearly white this full moon night.

Shall we dance, sweet jonquil,

shall we sing quietly

shall the stillness bring us through.

The years of tears are gently taken

to heaven to rise again

and fall with the spring rain,

when time has passed and our hearts

are lifted with the artistry of daffodils

blooming on the grassy hills.

 

These Jonquils are with fondest love and blessings

for my Dad, my Mum and my best friend, Bobby

who each passed away, in separate years, in the morning of July 5th.

Transition

In the light

 of the new horizon

came understanding

and in this coming

will be seen

your beginning.