The Coming Storm
The world abounds
with lessons for the soul
– a foreboding sky
with a silver sheen
or a butterfly showing
color before the storm
– a cooling summer shower
or a hard day’s labor
in a staunch humidity
– the winds of change
blowing you on your way
or perhaps you stand your
full of pride, refusing to flow.
The soul delights in
these and other lessons
that this world abounds with.
Our Shared Life
Your effulgence spreads
it’s inner worth to this world
– rousing sleeping hearts
to live another day – to
sing it a holy
song, to become a witness
to the world’s sacred beauty.
Your effulgence spreads
over t my world giving
my soul your sacred
breath, revitalizing the
life lived with your love.
A presence divine engulfs
this soul, manifesting love.
Your effulgence spreads
magnificent color in
this windswept spirit,
tempting life to swell in the
sanctuary of
our soul’s abode where love reigns
supreme throughout our shared life.
The Valley Of The Veil
The sacred will come
to you from the inside, like
a reflection of
a mirror – it can only
be witnessed when your
eyes are completely open
and the mind ceases it’s play.
Love will come to you
as the breath enters the lungs,
naturally without
any effort on your part –
it flows in and out
permeating this world with
a gentle magnificence.
In the valley of
the veil, life enters into
the mystical night
elevating the breathing
heart into the sky streams where
spirits soar with the
gilded wings of love, sharing
space with the sacred in life.
A Place Within
There is a place
deep within my soul
where things unknown
and acts unexpressed
live and I, I had
not the courage to
enter but a step.
Those pent up desires
and latent passions I
dare not face, no
never to face but
worse still, not to see.
There is a place
deep within my soul
I feared to go until
you gave me your light.
There is a place
deep within my soul
where discouraging
truths and false
ambitions live and I,
I found my comfort
there. With each step,
each breath, my faltering
truth seeded and rooted
itself deep into my
ego until I knew
nothing but that truth
– that I could never
be good enough –
There is a place
deep within my soul
I completely lived
until your light
burned away
those false truths.
There is a place
deep within my soul
where I now seek,
a place of light and
love, of family and
home. I find my
comfort and peace there.
Taking each moment
as it comes with
intention to spend
that moment with
love, I know the
past has shaped me
but is not longer needed,
as the future presents
goals that may be
achieved but also
may not. There is a place
deep within my soul
I now seek with
the wisdom of
your sacred heart.
Loving Dangers
It’s a dangerous thing
this living for another,
the continual giving
and hoping they take
notice, but living
for another is a gift
in and of itself, a
knowledge that a world
has been made better
through your living.
It’s a dangerous thing.
It’s a dangerous thing,
letting loose the reigns
of your heart to another,
a subtle fear takes over
for a time, but great courage
and faith, with honest too, will
help to quell any such notions,
so breathe into our heart
and trust it’s inner guidance
to let loose the reigns
of your heart to you beloved.
It’s a dangerous thing.
It’s a dangerous thing,
this melding of two souls,
initially confusion and fear
will take hold, becoming
something more than
yourself is scary, as
growth always is, so
free yourself of your
doubting thoughts and
let your two souls flourish,
melding together to form
something stronger, more
beautiful than either of
you could have managed
on your own.
It’s a dangerous thing –
but love is worth that danger.
The Falcon And The Poet
Does a falcon need to be
shown how to hunt?
Or a tear to be shed?
What about a heart to love?
All come from an impulse
to act towards their nature.
– so it is with me,
I act on an impulse to
love you wholly, to give
all I have for your smile.
Does a poet need to be
told to write his words?
Or a tree to drop it’s fruit?
What about a body to feel?
All come naturally and
without promptings yet
are beautiful to behold.
– so it is with me,
I come naturally and
without promptings to
always come home;
wherever you are.
Waking To Beauty
On this morning
waking to such
beauty, is a
dream realized,
a truth seized,
a day revealed,
and a mystery
grasped. On this
morning, waking
to such beauty
I breathe easier
in the knowledge
of the heart that
speaks only of love.
On this morning,
holding to such
pleasures is a
moment frozen
through eternity’s
scope, an empty
mind, a breath
suspended, a
beauty fulfilled.
On this morning
holding to such
pleasures, I breathe
easier knowing
that love always
surrounds us.
On this morning
witnessing beauty’s
breath is all eternity
held in a moment,
glories gilded in
gold, an opening
of the heart’s gate,
a flood of love. On
this morning witnessing
beauty’s breath in all
eternity, I breath
easier in this
knowledge of the
heart that speaks
only of our love.
