Precious Gifts

It is a joy for me to see feathers

placed randomly

as little birds fly by my garden

leaving smiles in the tall Easter-daisy blooms

or a long blue tail feather under the fruiting crab-apple tree

as the parrots depart the party. 

 

At other times the empty twig-nest

falls to ground after winds

so there is a perfect container to place

one from here and one from there

where the sky community share sacred space.

 

Brave Souls

Brave souls are alive,

taken for a ride,

like the blossoms blown away

in the winds of spring

when everything is whirled around

and finally it settles down,

a little higher off the ground.

Brave souls do know

nothing stays the same,

changes come to claim

the present,

open this gift

go deeper not wider, go deeper.

The gains come, when within us,

we choose Willingness.

Willingness leaves the way

wide open for the new, new day

when traveling brings you within

when the truth you seek

is where you meet your frightened self

and look to see

not who abandoned you

but who did you abandon too.

 

When all you ever need is to see and know

there is only Love, or the Call for Love.

Choose once again.

The soaking spring rain will regenerate you

to see the fruit growing

to see the peach reach maturity

to see the summer harvest shine

when you and yours combine

when I am you and you are me

and All Is One is how we see

the fruiting trees strengthening

as every change of season brings

summer, autumn, winter, spring.

Part 2

Along the way through our lives

there comes the time when we say

I wish there was another way.

We traveled far and wide.

We had picnic days our own way,

but comes the day and comes the time

when we reach what seems to be

'the ending line'.

Some brave souls know the way to go

is not wider horizontally

but deeper,

deeper where the soul can see,

that immersing with our shadow side

heals old patterns much denied,

so when we rise from that dark night

the wider plains do not entice

as we have lived the valley life

and going deeper led us to

the Real me and the Real you.

We looked for love where it always was,

but life changes and ways transform

so in these times we are shown

to go the distance and see the view,

the mountain top is calling you.

Old patterns fade in the sun

old ways were once leading us

but if we want the Love that's true

then see the one who looks at you

and surely see the call for love they show

never knowing what you see

not being you, or being me.

We come from One and finally

when this life is passing

and the bridge lights up

it is Peace and Love that lead the way.

Going deep will heal old ways,

the tourist route unravels

so our life is blessed when we know

the road less traveled is the way to go

Home to Love where life is simple

and the tender heart rests knowingly.

You will find what is missing

when you look in the right place and realize:

 

You had it all the time 

Only Love Is Real

 

I wrote this and published it on October 14, 2018

This long answer I received in my sleep. 

Yes, it is long.

A good life is long. 

Testing relationships seem long.

For the deeper reading on - The Healed Relationship -

It is A Course In Miracles Text Page 337 in the Vinyl Edition, 

or page 362 in the Hard Copy Single Edition.

Published by Foundation For Inner Peace.

It Is A Lovely Thing

I wish hearts grew on fences

sharing colorful cheer

like the lovely thing

of wearing hearts on our sleeves,

or growing 'violet-lawns' with heart-shaped leaves.

Maybe plant chamomile daisies to skip upon

to start greening the barren ground

with possibility to see more beauty around.

 

Let us all paint a heart on the fence 

or a love card for the fridge,

a song in our heart,

a new season to come

please lift our caring hearts

to share goodness in community

to widen some smiles

knowing a wink may flavor the day

or warm faint hope along the way.  

 

Photo: from tarabrach.com

 

Here Where Hearts Are Humming

I say, I gave myself away

I never saw myself

I was lost

the silent

the nature child

I was the natural explorer

the garden dreamer

the flowers friend

the dogs companion

the one 

who was the one by a tree, a lake

and I loved creeks and ponds,

forests and birds

a sweeter sound was never heard.

 

Now I sit with the chimes and I am delighted

when my heart just hums with them.

 

Now, here, near the almost silent trembling

so simple, so graceful,

never imagined or barely seen

a soft breeze of life eases through me.

I see the chimes vibrate and tremble.

as the soothing deep and low tones 

are whispering

yes we know the humming is nourishing. 

In another hour, or another day

they may shimmer in sunlight,

bringing pure delight to witness like

the gentle calming of a babe in arms.

 

Here unbelievably,

my visible trembling ceases to be.

Here. Here In My Heart, I feel Safety.

 

Inner Spaces

When there is mystical space in my heart,

when I feel contentedly light,

when a calm day is appearing brightly

I find a quiet place to write 

so words come through me.

Often I am in the garden with 'you'

picking a flower or two.

This day the apricot roses are flowering

so I placed a few for you,

in a teacup on my desk

then sat to rest.....

I looked into my kaleidoscope

and heard you whisper "Marvellous"

as we know this is handcrafted from Huon pine

with colourful gems shimmering within.

 

Gazing through to the window light

I feel like floating to your Heaven.....

My Precious,

you live in every treasure,

each bird call, flower, tree and shrub,

in my verses, our books, our songs, our life!

In so many ways,

in our beginning and our final days,

we were so courageous and brave.

My love is with you, B  xxo