Looking For Your Face

Posted on July 29, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

From the beginning of my life
I have been looking for your face
but today I have seen it

Today I have seen
the charm, the beauty,
the unfathomable grace
of the face
that I was looking for

Today I have found you
and those who laughed
and scorned me yesterday
are sorry that they were not looking
as I did

I am bewildered by the magnificence
of your beauty
and wish to see you
with a hundred eyes

My heart has burned with passion
and has searched forever
for this wondrous beauty
that I now behold

I am ashamed
to call this love human
and afraid of God
to call it divine

Your fragrant breath
like the morning breeze
has come to the stillness of the garden
You have breathed new life into me
I have become your sunshine
and also your shadow

My soul is screaming in ecstasy
Every fibre of my being
is in love with you

Your effulgence
has lit a fire in my heart
for me
the earth and sky

My arrow of love
has arrived at the target
I am in the house of mercy
and my heart
is a place of prayer

Rumi

Let Us Fall In Love Again

Posted on July 28, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Let us fall in love again
and scatter gold dust all over the world.
Let us become a new spring
and feel the breeze drift in the heavens’ scent.
Let us dress the earth in green,
and like the sap of a young tree
let the grace from within sustain us.
Let us carve gems out of our stony hearts
and let them light our path to Love.
The glance of Love is crystal clear
and we are blessed by its light.

Rumi

A Day Like No Other

Posted on July 19, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

This is a day that is like no other. This is a moment in which you can make great things happen.

This is a world full of challenge and opportunity. This is a life that’s overflowing with possibilities.

This is your chance to make a real, positive difference. This is the time that is yours to fully live.

This is reality, and it is filled with promise. This is when you can begin to make your most treasured dreams real.

This is the place where your choices have brought you. This is your first step toward the best you can imagine.

This moment, this world, this life that you’re in can be whatever you decide to make of it. This is your reminder to make it great.

— Ralph Marston

The Smallest Changes

Posted on July 16, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

The smallest changes can make the biggest difference. Because the smallest changes are the ones you can repeat over and over again.

The once-in-a-lifetime events are indeed impressive, and they certainly command your attention. Yet the routine, once-a-day actions can have a far greater impact because they are done again and again.

Every few seconds, for example, you take a breath of air, and rarely do you ever even think about doing it. Yet this small, regularly repeated action literally sustains your life and makes all your other activities possible.

When you want to make it big, think small. Find the small, easily accomplished actions that will steadily take you to your most ambitious goals.

The biggest problems will almost always yield to the smallest changes. Because the smallest changes can be overwhelmingly relentless, like tiny drops of rain wearing away the most massive boulder.

When you seek a big result, start with the small changes. They are the ones that will most reliably get you there.

Ralph Marston

When The Curtain Comes Down

Posted on July 13, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Everyone has to make his exit some day;

that movement should not be a moment of angish;

one should depart gracefully,

With a smile and a bow.

Baba

Where Are You God

Posted on July 13, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Where are you God?

Where is your blissful heart?

Where are you God?

When do you play your part?

When you love all men as one

That’s when my grace

In you does come

Adapted Hymn

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Posted on July 6, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep

I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glint on snow

I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain

When you wake in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight; I am the soft starlight at night

Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there I did not die

I am the song that will never end, I am the love of family and friend

I am the child who has come to rest, in the arms of the father who knows him best.

When you see the sunset fair, I am the scented evening air

I am the joy of a task well done, I am the glow of the setting sun.

Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.

Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die.

Reunited With You

Posted on July 6, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Do not ever believe that I am dead and gone

I want you to know that in spirit I live on

Never weep when you gaze at that one empty chair

Don’t you know that quite often I come and sit there

I still know when you’re low, when you’ve had a bad day

For I’m only a whisper or a heartbeat away

I still walk where you walk, I still hold your hand

My footsteps aren’t there when you walk through the sand

But my voice can be heard in the sound of the sea

Or in a little child’s laughter when bounced on your knee

You will hear me when the cool breeze rushes through the flowers

Or in the tree tops that bend with the first evening showers

I will whisper to you in the still of night

If you could but see me you would know I’m alright

Search well with your eyes. You will glimpse me one day

As I stand there and watch little children at play

I’m the light in the window. I’m the snowflake that falls

A shadow lit by moonlight or the night bird that calls

My spirit lives on though my earth time is done

I’m still part of the earth, I am lit by the sun

Smile for me please. I don’t want you to grieve

I’m well and I’m strong, I didn’t really leave

When your time comes to go the last thing you’ll see

Is my smile as I whisper “you’re coming to me”

For death is not final. As you close your eyes

There’s a light that’s far brighter than blue summer skies

I will lead you towards it. All loved ones are there

Happy and strong – free of all earthly care

I’ll be patiently waiting for you to pass through

For death simply means “reunited with you”

Science Without Humanity Is Dangerous

Posted on July 5, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Man is ill; but he is resorting to remedies that cannot cure. People admire the phenominal advance of science, but the advance has been from fear to greater fear, from destruction to more destruction. In prehistoric times men killed each other using bows and arrows; now they kill entire populations with the help of atom bombs; this is praised as remarkable advance.

The scientist cannot stop the rise of greed and hate in the human heart; he can only forge the weapons they require and improve their lethal efficiency. Man lives in daily dread of extinction as a result of the discoveries of science; for any moment the storm of hate may rain bombs on their homes. Science has deprived man of self-confidence. He is not sure of even himself. He is afraid of himself for , at the slightest provacation, he is transformed into a wild and vicious beast.

Baba

You Yourself Are God

Posted on July 2, 2011 by Author Richard F Holmes

Remember that with every step you are nearing God, and God too, when you take one step towards him, he takes ten towards you. There is no stopping place in this pilgrimage, it is one continuous journey, through day and night, through valley and desert, through tears and smiles, through death and birth, through tomb and womb. When the road ends and the goal is gained, the pilgrim finds that he has travelled only from himself to himself, that the way was long and lonesome, but that the God whom he reached was all the while in him, around him, with him and beside him. He himself was always Divine. His yearning to merge in God was but the sea calling out to the ocean. Man loves because he is love! he is melody and harmony. He seeks joy, for he is joy. He thirsts for God for he is composed of God and he cannot exist without him.

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