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.

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 honor 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.

 

This came to me on her passing at 3.30am, 5th July.

Photo credit: Owl: Tawny Frogmouth, 

Australian Geographic, September 2005

 

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 

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.

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.