The Leaf That Fell From The Tree

Posted on January 13, 2025 by Author Richard F Holmes

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

Photo by Hiwa Ali: https://www.pexels.com/photo/brown-leaf-2364633/ 

Dancing Fool – A Short Story

Posted on January 11, 2025 by Author Richard F Holmes

“Would you care to dance,” said the tempest to the leaves; and dance they did, for they had no choice.

“Such grace and elegance in your movement,” sneered the tempest smugly, for his ego was strutting like a train-rattling peacock. “Of course,” he continued, “you do realise, don’t you, that you only move because of my power and might? Without me you would just rot on the ground; your dancing shoes would be redundant.” The leaves laughed mockingly at their tormentor.

“What’s so funny?” Demanded the tempest, feeling decidedly awkward and with his strutting reduced to no more than a distant memory. “Your foolishness is what’s so funny,” replied the leaves, trying and failing to suppress a snigger. Now the tempest was really rattled, “explain yourselves,” he demanded.

“Oh mighty windbag, foolish dancer, it is neither you nor us that moves. The only mover is consciousness and we are all but dancers in the mind of the observer.

Photo by Osman Arabacı: https://www.pexels.com/photo/autumn-leaves-falling-on-the-cobblestone-road-in-the-forest-19640865/

Death Addressed The Masses – A Short Story

Posted on January 3, 2025 by Author Richard F Holmes

“I am Death, the Great Awakening.” “Awakening to what?” screamed the deluded from the rooftops. “To what is already there,” Death replied. “Why do you fear me? I am the lifter of the veil, the bridge to your next adventure, I am the light leading you out of the darkness, not into it.”

The deluded screamed again, “No, you bring only fear, pain and suffering, why should we listen to you?” Death replied once more, “My friends, it is not I inflicting your fear, pain and suffering on you; I bring only light. You have lost sight of your true nature, and as a result, you have succumbed to cause and effect.”

“I exist to relieve you of such inflictions, not to bring more.”

But the deluded would not listen, they chose fear instead, and thus, continued on the wheel.

Photo by Kobe -: https://www.pexels.com/photo/person-raising-hands-near-sea-at-sunset-1392084/

My Name Is Grief

Posted on January 1, 2025 by Author Richard F Holmes

I’ve tinkered with the text for this latest post. It seems a bit small
but there doesn’t appear to be a way to increase the size so this will
probably be a one-off.

My name is grief
I am much maligned
I am misunderstood
Perceived as a bringer
of pain and suffering

I constantly knock on your door
But you won't let me in
You won't listen to my message
I want to bring you joy
But you turn me away

I want to show you my true nature
But you resist...

Just relax
Take my hand
Follow me

Let me take you on a journey
To the depths of your soul
There you will find the seat of love
Where hearts meet
There you will blend as one
With those your soul weeps and yearns for

I am your friend
Trust me
My name is grief

Photo by MART PRODUCTION: https://www.pexels.com/photo/person-sitting-on-floor-with-arms-around-knees-7277897/

What Would I Do Without You?

Posted on December 25, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

What would I do without you?

If you were not my everything, and I yours

Where would I seek solace?

Who would lick my wounds?

Would it be better I seek to grasp the air

than seek happiness?

Would I be destined to wander the barren wilderness

that knows not Love?

What would I do without you?

Oh pervader of all

Our Oneness is such

That I never have to ponder such questions

For with the same inevitability

That rain, falling from the heavens

must surely kiss the earth

So must I, one day

Return to the chamber of your loving heart

And there, rest my weary soul in the silence

Photo by Carolina Basi, Pexels

Death – Part Two

Posted on December 16, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

Death

You wonderful giver of life

Source of abundance

I ponder…

Will it be worth the wait to know your secrets?

“Yes, Yes, Yes”

You cry, in unbridled ecstasy

“Come, let me embrace you”

“Take you into my loving care”

A door opens

The sun rises

A flower blooms

Death

Posted on December 10, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

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

Photo by Anthony DeRosa: https://www.pexels.com

Lovers’ Moon

Posted on December 9, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

Lovers’ Moon

You watch over us while we sleep

You bathe our dreams in the softness of your light

You bring healing to the landscape

Lovers’ Moon

Caress my heart with your warm embrace

Dissolve away my sorrow, and

Remind me once again of who I am

Lovers’ Moon

The mighty waterfall glistens in your presence

The creatures of the night adorn you with salutations, and

As if in gleeful gratitude

You caparison the sky with sparkling jewels

Until…

Lovers’ Moon

The daylight comes, and calls you home

Photo by Mo Eid: https://www.pexels.com

Change

Posted on December 4, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

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

Posted on December 3, 2024 by Author Richard F Holmes

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

Photo by Tobias Bjørkli: https://www.pexels.com/photo/woman-standing-on-cliff-beside-trees-during-sunset-2340166/