The Selfless Mother


As another golden sunset draws the day nearer to an end, I muse…

What could I possibly offer in oblation to Mother Nature that would be worthy of such an event?

Dearest Mother Nature, ever gracious in her magnificence

She who has everything yet, ever selfless, offers up every morsel, every atom in plumbless generosity

Maybe such musings on my part are fruitless

Maybe it is simply my volition to embrace my dharma

Accept what is, and

Follow the light of Love to the golden sunset within, and

Merge in its effulgence

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The Beauty Within


With Nature’s grace

All things have their place

Whether good, bad or ugly

All are just opinions

Expressed by earth’s denizens

Never judge a book by the cover

Never believe you are more regal than another

 

From an egg

The fascinating caterpillar emerges

Only to disappear into pupal obscurity

Mother Nature weaves her magic, and

The Empress of The Lepidopteran Realm springs forth

In the form of a butterfly

Elegant and magnificent

She flits here and there

Breathing her vibrant magic into the world

In gratitude to the Mother that embraced her

She confers the gift of eggs to the earth

Then like a river that has found the ocean

She surrenders her spirit to the heavens

 

And so continues the cycle

With Nature’s grace

All things have their place

Whether good, bad or ugly

All are just judgements

Expressed by earth’s denizens

You never know what is contained within

So, be very careful what you opine

Never judge a book by the cover

Never believe you are more regal than another

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Spring


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

As Peace Descends


As I lay here and gently drift away

I don’t have any more to say

I’m off to the realm of telepathy

Where everything is beautiful, and

Souls fly free

 

There are no regrets as peace descends

I face a new beginning

Not the end

Yes, there was pain

Yes, there was suffering

There was also bitter disappointment along the way

As I fought and stumbled through each day

 

But, I also loved until my heart was fit to burst

I beheld the reflection of the summer sun

Dancing across lakes and rivers

I witnessed the changing colours of the trees

As Mother Nature weaved her autumn magic

I felt the crisp cold of a winter’s morn

 

I’ve gazed into the eyes of an infant, and

Been confronted by the wisdom of the ages

I’ve been caressed by a gentle breeze as I looked out to sea

And watched in awe as the sun set on the horizon

 

Now as my sun goes down on the horizon of life

My body will decay and be consumed by Mother Earth

But my spirit will fly, and

Bask in the glory of Universal Love

Until such time as my heart once again hears the call

Then shall I return anew

 

And like the flowers of spring

 

I will bloom again

 

 

The Leaf That Fell From The Tree


Don’t weep for me

The leaf that fell from the tree

I was once looking down

But now, down I lie

I’m preparing to die

But don’t weep for me

The leaf that fell from the tree

 

I turned brown and I fell down

But I’m only in transition

I’m in my rightful position

To get a bit moshed, and

a bit squashed

Or, I may dry and crumble

If the rain clouds don’t rumble

 

I feed the earth

She gives me life anew

It’s only a matter of time

Before I again enjoy the view

Resplendent in green

Surveying the scene

 

So come, human

Admire my hue

I only experience the same process as you

We live and we die

But there’s no need to cry

We both adorn the wheel of illusion

And, our being is as One, eternal

 

Weep not, but praise Mother Nature

I’m replenished, I’m offspring

I’m “Of the Spring”

Weep not, but embrace the joy

Weep not for me

The leaf that once fell from the tree

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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

 

 

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

New Life


Love breathes in

Mother nature waits in excited anticipation

Love breathes out

Behold!

New Life

 

 

Who Came First


Said the acorn to the world, “I give to you the great oak tree.”

Said the great oak tree to the world, “I give to you the acorn.”

Mother nature spoke, “Who came first?”

“Twas the mighty oak,” said the acorn.

“Twas the acorn,” said the mighty oak

Love suddenly spoke…

“You came together, as One, out of the Timeless Wilderness,

And as One, shall you remain.

A Letter To My 10 Year-Old Self


I’ve had the absolute pleasure recently, through work, to be involved in several creative writing sessions. In the last session I attended the group was tasked with writing a letter of guidance to our 10 year-old self. We had to imagine that we were 90 year-olds and the letter also had to have a Spring theme, to coincide with the new life that is now springing up all around us. Well, I’m not sure if my letter met the Spring theme entirely, but there was a bit of a hint in there at least. I decided to share my letter via this blog because I found it to be the most beautiful exercise and I was quite struck by the way the words just seemed to flow from within me. Try it yourself, you might be pleasantly surprised.

Wow mate! What a kid you are! I know you don’t understand yet why things are the way they are, but you are doing just great. Remember, everything that you experience in life shapes you into the person you will evolve in to. Try not to worry about all the hurtful stuff, one day you will realise how lucky you are to have the insight that is developing within you, even as I write. Look to Mother Nature because she has much to teach you. For example, the beautiful blossom on the trees that line your road, and the adjacent roads, is there for all to enjoy.

Mother Nature doesn’t discriminate; her trees give fruit and shelter to all, regardless of status; both king and beggar alike can eat of the fruit and seek shelter in the shade.

You have noticed at a very young age the prejudice and inequality that exist in the world. But, look to Mother Nature; she will guide you. Just be yourself and be as the blossom – spread your love indiscriminately.

Smile and be happy.