Archive for December, 2017

Looking With Receptive Awe

Reckless Wonder


With receptive eyes

one can look about

themselves and see

beauty’s austerity

all around: the stark

colors – blue and white,

brown and green, orange

and red, or any other

combinations; the merging

relationships throughout

Nature and humankind

too. Look about you

and see that reckless

wonder that the universe

puts in front of our eyes

each and every moment.

You can see all this, and

more too; if only you

look with receptive awe.


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Finding Your Breath

Breaths Of Love


Find that space

within your breath

between the inhales

and the exhales. Live

in that space and

become whole in body

and mind, for your

wholeness is a relative

singularity held within

the heart that is constantly

merging with the binary

convergence of your

sacredness that is

perpetually found

within your breath.

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A Radiant Honor


Look to the stars,

those radiant beings

that give life hope and

beauty. Look to the

sun and moon see

the truth of life:

evolution spins our

love round and

round, as we share

in our growth. So let

us look to the stars

and be inspired to

live a life full of love.


Look to life with the

eyes o the blue wind,

ever roving, ever kissing

the faces of those who

brave the cold winds. Yes,

look to life and see the

sacred honor of life: to

join in a soul’s convergence

with love. So let us look

to all life and and share in

that radiant joy that is love.

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Desperate Desolation


My Soul

is as desolate

as the Siberian

winds in winter;

so cold and bitter,

hoping or life’s

gentle movement.


My Heart

is as desperate

as the dying

for one more

breath; so frantic

and pleading for

what won’t come.


My Soul

wanders blindly

through the cold

dark asking for

the salvation of

light that has

since gone out.


My Heart

feigns towards a

hope, a connection

that was lost long

ago in a terrible



My Soul

is as desperate

for a spark of

light, a ray of

warmth that the

night cannot bring.


My Heart

is as desolate

as an ancient


temple, sure

there’s beauty

there but it’s p

little use to


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If Only You Would Ask

I’d Come Running


If you would only

ask, I’d come

running to your

side; if only to tell

you how magnificent

you truly are. I’ll be

listening, so just a

mere whisper upon

the winds will reach

my ear, so whisper

gently into those

howling winds and

let your words fly

directly to me.


If you would only

ask, I’d come

running only to

give you the love

your heart and soul

so desperately crave.

I’ll be listening with

deep interest in the

clarion bells perched

atop your radiance; so

let your soul ring loud

and true, and I’ll be there.


If you would only

ask, I’d come running

with quick step and

an eager heart to

elevate your thoughts

to the throne of your

soul, always to breathe

in new experiences that

foster your heart’s sacred

growth, I’ll be listening

with heart and mind,

so let your heart sing its

song and I’ll be there.

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I See You There

Divine Wisdom


I can feel you there,

feel your loneliness

as I sleep all alone

here. I can feel

that suffocation

of your baited breath,

feel it as your thoughs

descend,yes I can feel

it and my heart hurts

for your agony; but

I know one thing, the

only thing that matters,

that you are strong,

strong enough to embrace

the gentleness of love.


I can see you there,

you with your

blessed nobility and

haunted mind. I can

see your thoughts

belittling you and

darkening your smile.

You must remember.

Remember your truth:

That it is a blessed eternity

where you are everything;

that you breathe love and

live joy, and are sacreness

in human-form. So smile. Yes,

smile, my beloved friend,

and in remembrance of things

to come, and visit those

places your stories are living,

become who you are always

meant to be, the holder of

the divine wisdom of your love.

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Total Meeting Of the Soul

The Meeting


It comes and it

goes, round and

round as we grow

this life we lead

turns towards the

inward flight from

the outward sight.

And when we least

expect anything to

move us, we break,

a gentle flood of

emotions pour from

a place we do not see.

Through the darkest

of nights there is a

sustained hope, a terrible

yet beautiful meeting

of total souls, each seeing

a whole truth before them;

standing, sitting, breathing

with acceptance in their

hearts and strength in

their eyes. A total meeting

of life’s sacred meaning,

where all is made known

yet no words are spoken.

Yes, this life comes and

goes, spinning wildly

through misread encounters.

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