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
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/
As the late Spring evening ambles to a close
The birds sing a gentle lullaby to the trees
An equally gentle breeze kisses the green-clad branches
Coaxing one final dance before night closes in
As stillness prepares to descend
All is at peace
All is well
Photo by Arifur Rahman Tushar: https://www.pexels.com/photo/silhouette-of-man-watching-golden-hour-805002/
I heard you calling me
Tugging at my heart strings
You felt my yearning,
Yearning for your tranquility
You reeled me in; I had no resistance
I sat down, and was immediately greeted by the chatter of magpies
Once again, a chill breeze and the warmth of the sun vied for my attention
The sun tried its hardest to protect me from its adversary
But alas, on this occasion it was no contest
The chill bullied the mighty fireball into submission
By way of soothing song
The birds offered their sympathies
To the sun with the bloodied nose
My fiery friend
You shall surely live another day
To once again cloak me
In the warmth of your loving care
Only in the silence will you hear the voice of Love
When the world seems to be attacking you, all sides
Take a moment…
Retreat into the cavity of your heart
Be embraced by the peace…
That passes all understanding
Let go of the pieces, and
Let the peace do its work
You are only an actor
Playing a part
You don’t have to be a hero
Every day doesn’t have to be a slog
The power of love will nurture you
Without you even realising
Your hardships are your friends
For they cause you, unwittingly
To go on an inner journey
Once you set sail
The Ocean of Love will guide you
So, let go of the pieces
Welcome the peace, and
Be guided by Love
Image by Станислав Кондрашов from Pixabay
Hello planets!
Are you trying by your twinkling
To give me an inkling
Of the secrets you hold
Or, are you winking
Or just blinking
Or maybe thinking
That they are not to be told
The planets pondered this strange musing and replied…
We are neither winking nor blinking, but
We are most certainly thinking to ourselves
Why you look to the sky and not within
When all the secrets of the universe are within you
This is our lesson to your species
Do not be distracted by things that glitter
Do you not have a saying…
“All that glitters is not gold”
Do not look to the heavens
When the gold you seek is within you
Introspection, diving deep
Introspection, wake me from this sleep
The road seems so long, and
The journey so rough
At times, this soul feels like he’s had enough
Tired and weary, lethargic, withdrawn
Then all of a sudden
A wonderful new dawn
Creative juices gush forth
Flowers bloom
Ideas flow
Obliterating the gloom
Introspection, diving deep
Introspection, wake me from this sleep
Here is the second of my sea-related verses from my trip to Weston-Super-Mare.
Mighty rock, stone of wonder who or what has hewn you asunder?
Twas the sea, the mighty sea; the mighty sea did this to me.
But she laps so gently, she whispers calm? How can one so serene and tender fashion you thus?
I have no power in her presence, all melt before her. Like a skilled artisan has she fashioned me, with both her anger and her peace, for both are born out of love. Before, I was dull and unsightly, now I am born anew. I surrender to her whims and await my next adventure…
Photo by Pixabay: https://www.pexels.com/photo/two-rock-formations-268455/
For those of you that have been reading my most recent posts, you will be aware that I was inspired by the violent storm that blew during my trip to Falmouth in Cornwall at the end of January. Although it was clearly not the worst storm ever, it was easily the worst one I’ve ever experienced first hand. In contrast to that, I couldn’t believe how tranquil the sea was during my trip to Weston-Super-Mare in North Somerset at the end of February. Once again, I was inspired to write and I came up with two poems/short stories that I shall be sharing this week. Here’s the first one:
I hear you in the distance talking to me; your tranquility speaks volumes. Almost as soon as I sit myself down, the birds serenade me with a symphony fit for a king. The cold breeze and the warm sun hug me in unison as I gaze out across the mud flats of Sand Bay, trying to fathom what you are saying. A sudden epiphany informs me that your message is in your silence.
A silence that transcends the birdsong, the breeze and the warmth of the sun.
A silence that speaks of Love, Love in all its purity, all its glory.
Oh Bristol Channel, I hear your silence loud and clear.
We are at peace…
Photo by Marco Milanesi: https://www.pexels.com/photo/photo-of-mountain-under-starry-night-sky-2670898/
Hey Mister, yes, you! I’m talking to you. Answer me this? How come, “your” creation never fails to amaze us, it is constantly evolving and revealing untold wonders to us, but on the other hand, your religion continues to bask in the Dark Ages? Could the answer be twofold? Could it be that your religion is man-made and you don’t exist anyway? If that’s the case, I’m having this conversation with myself.
And another thing…
Your Lord’s prayer is grossly outdated and not in line with the current evolutionary path of the human race. Now…all is not lost, so I don’t want you to worry. I’m about to put forward an amended version, which is more in line with the times. I had a go at this some months ago, so this is an amendment to the amended version.
PS – To the real God, I wouldn’t mind your opinion on this, and if you don’t fancy communicating telepathically, I’ll accept an email.
Heavenly Friend, who resides within us
Hallowed be our name
Our kingdom come
Our will be done
In the whole of creation
Thank you for meeting all our needs, and
For showing us that we do not need to be forgiven
Please lead us into temptation
In order that we may experience all aspects of life
Don’t deliver us from evil
But show us that evil only exists because we create it
For ours is the kingdom
The power to love gloriously
For ever and ever
Our friend
Author - Richard F Holmes 