Death


I don’t travel alone

The angels accompany me

Through the tunnel we fly

 

“It’s time,” the beautiful souls had said

“We have come for you”

“New adventures await”

 

We travel the tunnel

at breakneck speed

Warmth and anticipation swell my heart

 

The end of the tunnel looms

Larger and larger

The light beckons

Until…

 

I’m through the veil

The Spirit greets me

I’m home

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Change


When change comes calling

It extends the hand of friendship

Like The Prince of Opportunity

Bearing gifts of untold possibilities

 

Change is inevitable

One of the few constants in the universe

It is like a majestic eruption

Inviting you to pastures new

 

But remember…

Resistance to change can be painful

So, welcome her with open arms

And bask in her loving embrace

Oh Majestic Sun


Oh Majestic Sun

I feel your power surge,

through the veins of this mortal body

As you graciously gift me another day

 

But is this another day?

Or, the same day experienced differently

In the one, single, eternal moment of Now?

 

As I step out into the world

Coaxed by the melodic symphony

Of Mother Nature and her orchestra

As I inhale the perfume of your love

 

The answer to that question

Pales into insignificant hypothesis

 

 

Dearest Storm


Dearest storm

From the comfort of my room

I hear you raging

I hear you howling like a lover scorned

 

Such is the beauty of this great paradox

We call life, that

Your anger brings me the most wonderful peace

Your protestations sooth me and heal me

 

And I,

Just a single droplet in the ocean of creation

Am completely helpless

In relieving your pain

 

I cannot heal you, as you heal me

I can but feel eternal gratitude

For your love

Unconditional

 

Happiness


The quest for happiness is fruitless                                                                                    For it is not a task to be performed                                                                                      The average mind believes that happiness can be found in “things”                                But, the thirst of such a mind is never quenched

Such a mind chooses the arduous slog of the eternal treadmill;                                        the destination of suffering

Stop!

Take a moment

Listen to the silence

It whispers the language of love

Enter into Zen                                                                                                                    And the realisation that you, yourself, are happiness embodied

You may now break out into timeless laughter

 

Surrender


In the twilight of the morning, I hear you softly calling                                                        Stirring me into a new day                                                                                                  I venture forth, once more into the chaos

My light shines before me                                                                                                    Dispelling the darkness as it does so                                                                                  What new adventures await?

“Come, take my hand,” I hear you softly whisper                                                                And like a child,                                                                                                                  safe in the arms of a father who loves him dearly

I surrender to your presence

 

The Mists Of Time

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Oh Mists of Time

Tell me your secrets

You wear your mysteries like a shroud

How will I know you?

 

And The Mists of Time answered…

 

My child – there are no mysteries

My secrets are your secrets

For you and I are One

Together we have surfed the corridors of eternity

 

We have shared untold wonders

The joys of pleasure and ecstasy

Strength-giving tribulations

And with each growth inducing experience

 

We dive deeper into infinity

Roll Hills Roll


Roll hills, roll

With your chameleon-like colours

Ever changing, with each passage of time

What secrets do you hold?

 

Roll hills, roll, roll on

Bask in golden sunlight

Be cooled by the rain

Allow the elements to sooth your pain

 

We share the same father, you and I

Yet my brothers and sisters beat your brow

 

Roll hills, roll

Take refuge in your beauty

Drink from Mother Nature’s cup

Eat at her table

 

Celebrate your glory

time and time again

In the overcoming of human inflicted adversity

 

Roll hills, roll, roll on

And roll on again

Roll on into eternity

Beautiful Earth

Beloved friend

Who Am I


Who Am I?

If you look for me, you won’t find me

If you find me, I disappear

I am nowhere, and

I am now here

I am everything, yet

I am nothing

 

Who Am I?

You can touch me, yet

I am not solid

I am as the sun when obscured by clouds

Ever present, but unseen

I am the knower of that which cannot be known

The All in All

 

Who Am I

I speak with the language of fragrance, but

My voice is silent

I am in constant motion, but

You will only find me in the stillness of your heart

 

Who Am I?

The Eternal Oasis Of Love


Why do you weep for me?

I have not gone anywhere.

You will see my uniqueness

in the intricacy of a snowflake.

 

Before I melt away,

then entertain you with a dawn chorus,

tantalise your senses with earthy richness,

as I spatter the land in raindrops.

 

I twinkle with happiness

when you gaze up at the stars,

or look into the eyes of a new born baby.

Your heart yearns for me.

 

Follow the path of your yearning,

it will guide you to its source.

 

The eternal oasis of Love

 

There shall we meet,

and melt into the timeless abyss