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Two Flames

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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.

The Homecoming – A (Very) Short Story

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“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

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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

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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 you
Disheveled and smelly
I only wanted to put food in your belly
You shunned my kindness
But it’s all good
I don’t know your soul
I don’t know your story
I see you are troubled
But you conceal your glory
Within the flesh
We are brothers as one
We were both born, and
Will one day both be done
It’s impossible to help everyone
It’s a soul’s right to refuse
So, as you journey forward
May your angels guide you
I wish you well my lost brother

The Sweet Song Of Enlightenment

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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

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In the silent chamber of the heart shall you know the timeless nature of Being…

Nearing The End Of The Day

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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

Return To Sand Bay

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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

 

Peace Or Pieces?

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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

The Wisdom Of The Planets

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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