Your home is in my heart
Dearest sister, I feel your pain
Share your tears with me
We shall cry them together
Let my heart envelope you
Let my Love dissolve away your troubles
Step inside
Your home is in my heart
Dearest Sister
Reply
An Unlikely Friend
Hi, I’m Death
I’m in the position to help you transition
To ease your mind, and
Show you a reality of a different kind
You’ve all been sold a pup
The religionists are wrong
I’m not at all bad
More like a sweet song
There is no demon to judge you
No hell to burn you
Only loved ones to greet you, and
Lead you to a new life of wonder
I’m death
I’ve come to soothe you
To cradle you in my arms
Just let go
Just let go
Just let go…
Image by Stefan Keller from Pixabay
I’m An Atom
I’ve been a blade of grass
I’ve been an atomic blast
I’ve been the hand stroking a loved one’s hair
I’ve been a fibre on your favourite chair
I’m an atom and I’ve been everywhere
I’ve been the mountain up on high
I’ve been the star shooting across the sky
I’ve been the sole beneath your boot
I’ve been the gold in a robber’s loot
I’m an atom and I’ve been everywhere
We are both the same, me and you
So, don’t let religion tell you what to do
They threaten you with the man in the sky
Who will send you to hell when you die
But, we are atoms you and I
For timeless eternity we will fly
We are atoms and will never die
Image by Станислав Кондрашов from Pixabay
The Diamond
Your soul is like the diamond, which started its journey as carbon, deep within the earth’s mantle, 100 or more miles below the surface. Through billions of years of natural processes, that piece of carbon made its way up through the layers and emerged onto the earth, finding its way into the hands of a skilled artisan. It was then fashioned into the beautiful jewel that it is today.
Your soul, too, emerged out of the wilderness and through many, many lifetimes was fashioned by the artisan of life, the Divine sculptor. Each tap of the hammer and chisel representing a trial or tribulation on the march to Buddhahood.
The only difference being that when you reach, you realise that you were already a shining diamond…but what an adventure it was!
Photo by Pixabay
Two Flames
Consciousness had an idea…and…
Emerging from the timeless and eternal wilderness, two flames ventured forth into time and space. Two souls seeking wonder and amazement. In physicality they separated, and immersed in dualism, trod the arduous path of life. Through eons, they would periodically meet in conscious awareness, dissolving the barriers of space and time, sharing both pleasure and pain, the bitter and the sweet.
“I’m here for you.” They call out in unison across the ether, each aware of the other’s needs.
And on they go, pausing only from time to time, to rest a while in the heart of Divinity.
Photo by Andre Moura: https://www.pexels.com/photo/two-lit-candles-2563040/
The Homecoming – A (Very) Short Story
“How is he doing?”
“His breathing has become very shallow but he seems comfortable, oh wait… I think he’s gone.”
“I don’t know what’s happening to me. I thought I could hear distant voices, then the light; so bright yet so comforting… and the tunnel. But I feel so peaceful.”
“I don’t know what’s happened to my bed, it just seems to have disappeared, and I don’t recognise any of these characters, they just seem to be going about their work quietly and efficiently.”
“Welcome home friend, we’ve been expecting you!”
The Sun Speaks
If ever we needed a reminder of our shared nature with mother earth, we need look no further than the sun. She rises in the East (birth) in all her majestic glory and sets in the West (death) in equally glorious majesty. Only to appear once more above the horizon (rebirth). Each spectacular sunrise and sunset symbolises the eternal glory of the light (spirit) and the cyclic nature of life.
As the light of the sun at setting is a precursor to its light at rising, never diminishing, so the light of the spirit shines eternally, ever brightly through each physical birth and rebirth.
Death being the stepping stone from one great adventure to another.
Encounter
I was inspired to write this poem after an encounter I had with a homeless man in a bus shelter in Sand Bay, near Weston-super-Mare, on Sunday, June 29th, 2025.
Old homeless man
I tried to help youDisheveled and smellyI only wanted to put food in your bellyYou shunned my kindnessBut it’s all goodI don’t know your soulI don’t know your storyI see you are troubledBut you conceal your gloryWithin the fleshWe are brothers as oneWe were both born, andWill one day both be doneIt’s impossible to help everyoneIt’s a soul’s right to refuseSo, as you journey forwardMay your angels guide youI wish you well my lost brother
The Sweet Song Of Enlightenment
As the lotus greets the first rays of the morning sun
So does the soul awaken to the sweet song of enlightenment
Like a temple bell calling a monk back to the present moment
The soul remembers its true nature, and
Immediately basks in its glory
The Silent Chamber
In the silent chamber of the heart shall you know the timeless nature of Being…
Photo by Thiago Silva: https://www.pexels.com/photo/woman-standing-in-the-rain-11022421/
Author - Richard F Holmes 