An Eagle Caged

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I’ve always been very cynical regarding the amount of influence religion has on society, I should add that I can only speak about the UK, and specifically the Christian Church. What particularly bothers me is the way that vast numbers of people have bought into the concept of being judged at death. The judge in question is an all-loving God, however, there’s a catch. The all-loving God is also angry,  jealous and vengeful, and “He” loves you so much that if “He” deems that you haven’t loved “Him” back in accordance with the conditions that “He” imposed on “His” love, then you are for the high jump. Or, to be more precise, an eternity of hell-fire and brimstone. Of course, this is absolute nonsense, but it’s actually good nonsense because it has given me the inspiration for another book.

I have tentatively called it, Death – A New Beginning, and it will consist of a series of poems and (very) short stories that deal with death as a process. The process that enables us to transition to our next reality. In other words it will look at death from a spiritual perspective, but minus the angry God. So, this is the way my writing will be going for the next few months. The following piece, entitled “An Eagle Caged” is one such piece that may end up in the book.

Encased in a body of flesh

I was as an eagle caged

I existed to fly

But with clipped wings?

I was but a dreamer

Spending my days pondering

On what might have been

And what might yet be

If Only I could free myself

From the living death

But, is this not life’s greatest conundrum?

To seek freedom

Only to find that one was never caged

Merely a slave to the ego

 

Yes, a slave to the ego was I

A believer of life’s dramas

As they played out in my mind

I was the star of the show

Stumbling around the stage

Like a drunken actor

Struggling to remember his lines

Now, as the deluded await judgement

From their angry God,

My latest adventure concluded

I dissolve into the nectarine sweetness of Divinity

 

Our Wonderful Sun

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Our true nature (consciousness) can be likened to our wonderful sun that serves our planet and species so admirably with its generous supply of warmth and light. Like the sun when it is obscured by clouds, our essence, our being is also obscured when we incarnate into flesh. Also, as the sun spins from West to East it creates the illusion of rising and setting (appearing and disappearing), when in reality all that has happened is that it has simply moved in and out of the earth’s shadow. Equally, as the earth rotates on its axis we experience night and day, as the part of the planet that we occupy spins away from the sun and then back again. This is just one of many examples of the cyclic nature of life.

Regardless of whether the sun is obscured by clouds, whether it is night or day on earth or whether it is glowing red, orange or yellow, it always remains as “the sun.” In the same way that regardless of which body, if any, we are occupying at any given time and what status that body may have in society and what its life experiences are, it is still subject to the same laws of physics as everything else in our world of matter and will eventually break down.

During all of this drama; of birth, death and the bits in the middle, our true nature remains constant and forever shining…exactly like the sun.

Rainbow Bridge

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I’ll meet you on The Rainbow Bridge

When your earth time has expired, and

We’ll run once more through meadows green

Until our legs grow tired

 

When I gave up my body on that day

You held my furry paw, and

As I crossed over into timelessness

I felt your grief, so raw

 

We shared a love, so special, so true

Loyalty flowed both ways

Now you miss me curled up at your feet

To ease your lonely days

 

You never, ever got mad at me

When I left pawprints on your floor

You only ever showed me love

Amour, amour, amour

 

I’ll welcome you home

As you once welcomed me, and

Took away all my fear

Your loving heart was open, and

You held me there most dear

 

Yes, I’ll be waiting on The Rainbow Bridge

When your earth time has expired, and

We’ll run once more through the meadows green

Until our legs grow tired

 

 

Spring

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Branches of trees sway in the breeze

Bursting with green

It’s spring! If you please

Blue sky above

And the warmth of the sun

Mother Nature showers her blessings

On everyone

We Are Never Apart

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I was once a star that lit up the sky

Do you honestly believe

That I could leave you and die

 

I come to you now, not in the human sense

But from the Absolute

The place we were all delivered whence

 

There is no above and there is no below

There is only the here and now

And the eternal energy flow

 

The warmth of the sun is my loving embrace

The gentle breeze, my kiss on your face

So worry not, feel the caress of my heart

And rest in the knowledge that we are never apart

Image by Leo from Pixabay

Bluebells And Buttercups

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Bluebells and buttercups

Have we met before

Were we once intertwined

As we passed through the revolving door

 

Was I once your mother,

Your lover or your son

Did you hold my hand and weep

As another race was run

 

Did I hold you in my arms

And smell your scent so sweet, or

Was I the unwashed urchin

You scorned in the street

 

All possibilities are relevant

Everything has its place

My beautiful bluebells and buttercups

I bow to your loving grace

Photo by Girish Nayyar at Pexels

Watching

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I stand here and watch

As you sleep in your bed

Your favourite pillow

Cradling your head

You look so peaceful

Exploring your dreams

Funny how life

Is never as it seems

You cried in pain

The day I left

If only you could see

That you were never bereft

When your time comes to join me

I will greet you with my smile

And take your hand, as together

We walk the golden mile

 

In the meantime

 

I stand here and watch

As you sleep in your bed

Your favourite pillow

Cradling your head

I Am The…

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 I am the loss that caused you to grieve

The heart you wear on your sleeve

I am the rainbow that follows the rain

The winter frost on your window pane

I am the breeze that ruffles your hair

The footsteps you heard on the stair

I am the glint in a baby’s eye

The star that shoots across the sky

I am the balm that soothes your pain

The air you breathe again and again

I am a peacock strutting with style

 

Search your dreams

You will glimpse my smile

Life is eternal

We are never apart

I am the presence

Forever in your heart

Image by Leo from Pixabay

Sand Bay…Again

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You welcomed me with open arms

The sun it shone

highlighting your magical charms

A perfect breeze across my face

Confirming you as my happy place

The primrose and bluebells

You came to greet

Me, as the blades of grass swayed around my feet

Away from you

I am but a nightingale without a song

So, thank you birds for your chorus of love

Your symphony; your euphoric throng

Sand Bay, take me in your arms, and

Caress me sweetly

Whisper your love, and

Forever keep me

As Slumber Beckons

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When the elements that comprise my body have dispersed

And I merge once again into the realm of timelessness

The world will not cease to turn

The tide will continue to ebb and flow

The flowers, in all their resplendent glory

Will still dance in the breeze

Our gracious mother sun will continue to bless us

With her light and warmth

The birds will still welcome each new morning

With a symphonic overture

And when light turns to darkness

As slumber beckons

And you lay down your weary head

I will whisper to you

“All is well”

Photo from Pixabay

 

 

The Eternal Cycle Of Change

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Life and death; the movement of atoms and elements through an eternal cycle of change. The process through which our species evolves. Life and death are commonly judged as being good and bad respectively. But, what use is such a judgement? Will the world stop turning if you are unhappy about one day having to give up the body? Of course not, everything is fleeting, nobody owns anything; indeed, every single breath we take is returned to Mother Nature.

If you meditate on Life and death, you will find that like all other opposites in the world of matter, they are in fact One. They do not differ in kind but by degree. That is, they are fundamentally the same thing, but they are opposite poles within the eternal cycle of change.