Let us stop once more by the manger

Let us stop by the quiet manger before they gather up all the hay
And visit once more with Jesus though its no longer Christmas day
Let us bring back to life this holiday and celebrate it one more time
And give it the greatest of honors and put it into some special rhyme

Too quickly we pull down the christmas trees and put out all the lights
We have hardly begun to notice them, before boxes hide all these sights
Everything has become so routine now that we haven't even become  aware
That Christmas has become for us some item that we are able to unwrap or share.

What can we do to stop all of this madness, all this predictable holiday rush
How can we stop all of this whirlwind and get back again the Christmas hush
That awakens in our hearts a great wonder and not some casual  holiday store
What we can we do special  next Christmas that we have never ever done before

The Magi's Arrival

The night has been long and we have traveled far
We're tired and worn out but we keep following our Star
Our resources are all empty and our food supply is no more
But we continue in our Faith for we are going to adore

Our creatures are now struggling this last part of the way
Grave illness has attacked us and taken our strength away
But we will not be giving up and we won't be turning back
For the One who has called us will supply for what we lack.

The journey is now ending, the great Immortal One's in sight
We have finally arrived here; oh what a beautiful light
The king of all the Universe, the great creator of us all
Has traded away Royalty for Bethlehem's Stall

What value can our gifts have: before such a King Divine
He has everything He needs and needs nothing that is mine
But He is ever kind and gracious and will allow us to give
The best that we have to offer for as long as we shall live.

Keeping our focus

Let me drink in this beautiful silence
that this illness has ushered in
And I will hear all the sounds of Christmas
that are echoing again and again
For though I am completely unable
to rush out into all this beautiful array
I am constantly being led on by the angels
who are carrying a Christmas display

Its so easy to be pulled out into the darkness
when we're running a fever so high
But we still have control of the theme song
which we will be bettering ourselves by
We can choose the highest and happiest sounds of healing
or ones that will keep us feeling so  low
We are the ones who bring things back into focus
or let them all fall back out of control

Still feeling sick

This illness, it  is hanging on to me.. making it hard to breathe
No matter which way I sit or lie there comes to me no relief
The cough continues to strain my throat and the scars begin to appear
Help me dearest angels through all this stuff this lingering bug I fear

The room it keeps turning all around and my eyes are watering away
I have so much I would like to do but the bed is where I have to stay
It hurts me much to take my drinks and the water is not so  cold
This flu has hit so many folks the young ones as much as the   old

I have the flu

Peeking from beneath the covers I can see a ray of light
And a hundred little angels saying soon I'll feel alright
But this nasty little bug that has has held me to my  bed
Wont leave me long enough to shake some dizzy from my head

All my sick days are adding up and my temperature is high
Swallowing all this medicine has made new planets for my sky
I cannot breathe without barking and my cat thinks I'm a dog
I wander through my house as though plowing through some fog.

Though this poem seems a bit funny and a little out of style
You will understand the meaning if you sit with it for a while
Some days we are feeling wonderful and other days we are not
So we can only give to others what we ourselves have got

Christmas Wishes

Today I am a little under the weather but want to take time to say
I wish for you the very happiest moments as you celebrate Christmas day
May all the beauty and wonder of this holiday fill your hearts and your home
And may you feel my own best wishes for you in all the wording of this poem

Christmas is a time for sharing  and for becoming that child once again
For gazing into the home made nativities and letting all God's graces in
It is a time for coming together for extending to every person our peace
Christmas is that most magical moment when grudges and fighting should cease

Let us not let any of our hours pass us without wishing to one and to all
The blessings and peace of the Christ child who was born in Bethlehem stall
To teach us the lesson of giving and of going way beyond than that extra mile
To make everyone a part of His family, and accepting our sufferings for awhile

Merry Christmas to everyone who reads here daily..love and prayers always :

Joy

Beneath all the glitter

Beneath all of the glitter and all the paper thrown around
Is the spirit of every Christmas with its very tiny sound.
From the smallest piece of candy to the biggest dish of love
Christmas is meant to unite us and lift our thoughts above.

So it is that after the exchanges of much chatter and of gifts
We gather around the table where our focus momentarily shifts
We speak of things we're thankful for and ask blessings for the year
we remember those less fortunate and those  not able to be here.

Christmas is not only for the little ones but  is truly for everyone
Because so very many years ago the noble act of giving was begun
While keeping His place in Heaven the Almighty Eternal one above
Sent us the very first Christmas Gift that was ever given out of love.

So we keep up with this tradition and we will celebrate every year
For Christmas brings us all together and fills everyone with cheer
We are happy to be the present and also present to every one around
The joy and laughter of Christmas which in our hearts and homes are found.

The Shepard's Song

We never went to school and we never read a book
But that star up in the sky said: "take another look"
So we parted from our sheep just long enough to see
A bright and shining angel:  could this really be?

While  gazing at this spirit and the glowing star
We began to hear him speaking, this angel from afar
He spoke to us of goodness and of peace for everyone
And told us we would find Him, God's One and only Son

He continued in our language and motioned with his hand
Telling us we would find him in a town called Bethlehem
So we hurried off without waiting to some city very far
We knew that we would find Him in a stable beneath a star

When finally we arrived there, we were surprised to see
That God would send His Son into such utter poverty
Yet we knew this Was the Baby the Almighty's only Son
So we bowed and offered homage praising what God had done

We don't have any great wisdom or any great words to say
We have only our testimony of what happened on that day
So we hope that you will find Him just like we were able to
And that you will receive His blessings in everything you do

Take off your watch

Gently the universe is inviting me to stop and take a rest
It's time to close my eyes now I have given my very best
Sometimes I am needing to let go of the desire to overrun
Things won't always be perfect and some things wont get done.

There is an inner timepiece that I am needing to toss away
Some things will require a moment but others will take a day
Placing life inside an hour glass will only create an atmosphere
Where angels will want to run away and demons will draw near.

Do you see them, all the angels?

Do you see them all the angels they are everywhere
Never boasting, never bragging always quick to care
Many paint them always flying and hardly on the ground
But the angels walk among us; wings and halos are not found

Can you hear them as they're whispering, deep inside your mind
Teaching you the path to beauty and the treasures you can find
Unlike the stories many will tell you, angels are not so full of bliss
Sometimes the person right beside is the angel you're going to miss.

Angels are those special beings sent to us from n God above
To help us understand most fully: we were created only to love
All the fighting and  the hatred ,yes every single piece of war
Is a stumbling block before us loving is all we were created for.

In the early hours of morning

The earliest hours are calling for me to wake up from my sleep
Though the sun has not yet wakened and nightly creatures creep
I'm listening to the silent singing of the stars up in the sky
They sparkle through the bitter darkness to warm up you and I

In the stillness of the morning before the sun begins to rise
I keep a vigil with those beings who are invisible to our eyes.
Sweetly speaking out their greetings, angels hover here and there
And when were frightened or uncertain they show up everywhere.

I love the early hours of morning when all is calm and still
For when all is silent and un-noisy the Eternal speaks His will
Whispering through the virgin hours, untouched by human kind
The Provider of the universe is always illuminating my mind.

In a prickly bed of hay

So very quietly resting in a prickly bed of hay
Is our Savior and Redeemer who created night and day
Unable yet to speak but having spoke before all time
This little helpless Babe is the subject of my rhyme.

Though God could have come with all His glory and majesty
He chose to come so helpless in a stable for you and me
Not able to dress Himself yet, He gave life and breath to all
The creator of the Universe is now a tiny Babe so small.

Because our God is so loving He wanted us all to draw near
So He came to us so needy and not as Someone we should fear
As a helpless little baby God would touch the hearts of all
But only those who are ready could receive this Babe so small.

Broken promises

Broken promises are all around
Pouring out with hurtful sound
Quick conveniences passing by
Heartfelt words with touch of lye.

Its better not to give your word
If later on you'll look absurd
Boasting things you'll never do
Hurts the other and also  you.

So many times we're quick to say
I'm going to do this for you today
Then we reason why we don't try
To keep our promises over a lie.

For several days already

For several days already
a tragedy far from me
Has been playing in my mind
and allowing me to see
The brokenness and the fear:
the trauma of that day
Presented in repetitions
that wont seem to go away. .

Sounds of children crying
and the older people too
Keep ringing in my mind:
piercing me through and through
The anguish of all the parents
and the emotions of that day
Continue to hold me to visions
that won't ever go away.

The 15th of December 2012

A poem for the youngest victims of the Sandy Hook Tragedy


My tears they are falling as I continue to remember
All those who were murdered on the 15th of December
Thinking about the little ones ages six years and seven
What were their last thoughts before leaving for Heaven?

I can only imagine it with my past memories of fear
What each child was thinking as the gunman drew near
What terrible worries and fear there must have been
When the murderer opened fire and pushed his way in

Perhaps they were shaking or were wanting a way out
Perhaps "mommy and daddy" were words they would shout
We cannot even grasp it all the emotions  that were inside
The mind of each of the little ones before he or she died.

You were there from the start

You were there from the start
Accepting me with open heart
No words of sermon or of praise
Just simple love and kindly gaze.

I couldn't speak, I was so afraid
Too many times I had been played
Could this be real, or is it a dream?
I want to trust; but memories scream.

I was messed up but you were there
Patiently waiting and ready to care
Choosing your moments of inner light
You  brought me out of my darkest night

Everywhere we go

There is beauty all around us every where we go
In the tiny little seedling or in the falling snow
Everything around us has treasures deep within
We have only to open up and let creation enter in

Listen to the sunshine as its rays begin to glow
How softly it is whispering "I really love you so"
And the quiet breezes that are present but unseen
Invite us to dig deeper for the gems we haven't seen.

How many of life's mysteries stand before our eyes
Challenging  us to question what beauty in them lies
Yet we haven't begun to question everything we should
So  mysteries remain unopened by everyone who could.

I'm your guardian angel

I have seen your every teardrop and felt your inner core
I know you have been suffering and can't take it any more
I'm here to help you through it; please listen to what I say
I'm your guardian angel and I will guide you along the way.

I can see your inner feelings, your emotions as you speak
I have listened to your sighing, watched you as you seek
Everything keeps on moving:  this isn't your forever stay
Trust me, I'm your angel and will help your through each day.

Though the storm clouds gather, making things dark and dim
And though life's bitter portion fills your cup to the brim
Know that I am with you, helping you throughout the day
I am your guardian angel and I will never ever walk away.

All the Heavens are weeping

For all those who passed away in Newton Connecticut in Sandy Brook Elementary School


All the Heavens are weeping over the children who are no more
Families have been shattered and hearts are wounded sore
What words can come together to express all of their grief:
Tragic were those moments, when death grabbed them like a thief.

Angels are gathering together: they join the mourning under-way
Thousands upon thousands of teardrops are falling for that day
Even after the sun has rested and the moon gives her lunar light
The universe will be weeping over this most  horrific sight

Weep with me dear people for its time  for us to be weeping
For our sisters and our brothers, who are at their stations keeping
company with the angels, who came with all  their bright array,
To carry off these souls while the storms raged across the day..

This Christmas

Wouldn't it be wonderful if this Christmas day
We'd reach out to everyone in a most special way
Not worrying about whether we can give them enough
Or seeking for extravagance or the costliest stuff

Just being for each other: gifts from  the tree
Loving  and caring and  nice as we could be
Insuring that each person  that comes by our way
Feels accepted and happy and a part of our day.

Gifts are expressions of what's living  inside
Without any warmth all their value will hide.
So lets be so careful and embrace  Christmas day
With a love in our heart that will push no one away

Tears for the families in Newton Connecticut

Tears for the families in Newton;
heartfelt sorrow I willingly share
Tragedy erupting in a schoolroom;
bodies of children lying everywhere
What a terrible act of cowardice
attacking those too young too fight
What mentality could ever move someone
to create such an inhumane sight?

Pure Destiny

I still can remember the first time we met
How eager you were to get everything set
Loving and caring your held out your hand
And softly reminded me that you understand

At first, I was fearful; my past was so raw
The memories within me continued to gnaw
My trust was so broken by what was before
You patiently waited and sought nothing more.

Little by little you  carefully taught
Guiding me safely by words that you brought
Nothing judgmental or harmful towards me:
Your kindness and care was all I could see.

Now I'm getting braver but  needing to heal
You keep on guiding me towards everything real
Nothing spectacular had ever  happened to me;
But You entering my life was pure destiny.

Why would you hurt me mommy

You abused all the power you had over me
And forgot what it was that a parent should be
Shaking me violently, you wounded me  deep
I wept during the hours when most people sleep

Beaten up daily I  shivered and  cried
Teachers would question me but I only lied
For no one could  know that my mommy so sweet
Was hatefully abusive and ready to beat.

So I continued my life and went on my way
Not ever knowing why you beat me each day
Why brokenness and pain were given to  me
Could you tell me now mommy? I'm wanting to see.

The secrets

There was such an internal struggle as I held it all in
I knew I had to release it but didn't know where to begin
I had hid it for so long that I feared the feeling of free
What would others think if they knew what I could see.

For years I kept them all in and my anticipation grew
I  knew they'd all be coming out like other secrets  do
But What would i do then when the inevitable came to be
Would I surrender to the moment or run from what I see?

The releasing was so painful but now I am okay
For the memories of the past no longer block the way
Each day's a new beginning and those hurts from yesterday
Have become the stepping stones  into a brighter way.

Slow down for just awhile

Slow down for just awhile there is no need to race
Falling down in silent sound is all of Heaven's grace
A moment could hold a lifetime of happiness so dear
Why not stop to listen, there is so much to hear

Riding on the sunbeams that warm us along the way
Are countless hosts of angels in such beautiful array
Tenderly they're whispering in every second passing by
We can hear them speaking,if we only  stop and try

Hush now, hear that murmuring inside your busy heart
Your  spirit is inviting you to make a brand new start
Take on a different pace and let the rhythmn of the earth
Set the tempo deep inside you that will initiate rebirth

Every morning has a message

How soft is the sound of the morning on my mind
Gently she is whispering"come see what we can find"
The birds,  with their music, are creating harmony
Listen to the Universe, she's singing so peacefully.

The star of the morning, the bright and glowing sun;
Tells me night has ended and day has now begun
Creatures of the evening have scampered off to sleep
While those who love the dawn have slowly begun to creep

Every morning has a message that whispers through the air
If we listen very carefully we can hear it everywhere
Echoing from creation and from everything that breathes
God is speaking Wisdom that the listening heart receives

Living in the moment

Tomorrow has not come yet
and yesterday's a day  behind
Today is right before us;
so, let's see what we can find
Too many are willing to tell us
to reach for things outside today
But happiness is not discovered
in places we shouldn't stay

So let's appreciate the moment
the "now" that's in this space
And let go of what has passed us
and what hasn't yet taken place
We will find ourselves much happier
and more at peace inside
For beauty's always in the present,
and  life's treasures never hide.

The Song of the Magi

The time has arrived now for us to leave what's familiar
To venture into places where we'll feel lost and unsure
But beneath where it's standing (that Star of great measure)
Is awaiting a King, Who's the Infinite One's only Treasure.

Out into a world where darkness has become accepted
We'll go carrying offerings that we know wont be rejected
We'll go to a new land, and to a town with any real  value
And return thoroughly infused with Things  we never knew

So let us get started now, for the Star it keeps on beckoning
And from all calculations it's the precursor of a  Great King
We mustn't keep stalling or allow for any more doubting
For this will be the completion of all that we've been scouting.

One Christmas Night

When all the world was wrapped up in all of its darkness
God bent the Heavens and shared with us His greatness
In the person of Jesus, the true path that we were seeking
Opened up before us while all the mute ones started speaking

Tender flowers in the meadows and a star in the dark sky
Helped create the lyrics for the first Christmas lullaby
A virgin in labor and the most Mysterious manger story
Spoke to us of true greatness and God's invisible glory

So we sing every year now of a Baby in a prickly bed
And listen to some stories about how some astrologers were led
We give gifts to each other and our homes are aglow with light
Because God in His Wisdom came to us one Christmas night

Let's try again..

Thousands of tiny teardrops were falling down the other day
And each one was carrying something of me that got away
How sorry I was for failing and for all that you had to see
I hope this note will make up for whatever was lacking in me

I know that I have hurt you but these were never my intentions
Sometimes my words escape without any planned out directions
My truest of feelings for all that has been happening  over here
Is how blessed I am to know you, to me you are so very dear

So, can we put all this behind us: all  these hurt and painful feelings?
Can we start one more time, remembering all of the good things?
We had so much going so much that we've accomplished together
Let's refocus our mindset and we'll get past this stormy weather.

Why are we decorating

Why are we decorating? why all the twinkling lights?
Christmas is coming; we know this by all the sights.
Something in the wonder and  the making of Christmas
Recreates in our beings the memories of a baby Jesus

Way back in the beginning a great star was twinkling
And men from the East reacted after much inner thinking
Carrying the choicest of treasures to a land that was so very far
These wisemen found christmas beneath the great sparkling star

So like that first Christmas people travel both far and near
To carry some blessings to those they hold  very dear
Surrounded by colors and all the lights that are all sparkling
We wish Merry Christmas while remembering the Immortal king.

Trust is a sacred thing

Trust is a sacred thing, something to be earned
It's not something demanded not something learned
It's a process that begins with a party of two
I give over my secrets and receive some from you

Each of us believing that a pact has been made
And trusting our treasures wont ever be betrayed
This is the expected when surrendering one's trust
Protecting what's entrusted is expected and just.

Tread lightly therefore along the path that is made
Promises and secrets should not walk in  parade
Be true to your word and never give to the world outside
What you have vowed to keep secret and forever inside.

May we always be a blessing

Gently speak your feelings and thoughtfully reply
Let nothing that is violent meet those who pass you by
Be the source of other's healing and an avenue for peace
May others find a welcome in all that you release

Whisper deep within you sweet reminders of the way
In which you should be responding each and every day.
Let nothing be offensive, let nothing provoke fear:
So that everyone can be happy, whenever you are near.

Each of us is a vessel, from which our life will pour
May we always be a blessing and an ever open door
where people can find great comfort and a love sincere
All of us can be the angels that will brighten the atmosphere

Sleepless

The angels of the evening are singing so sweetly
While  they hover over the world ever so discreetly
Everything's so silent and the universe is still
Hushed are all the Creatures beneath Heaven's Will

The sound of a tiny clock making its nocturnal round
Breaks through the silence with its ever rhythmic sound
Soft are the whispers from the guardians of the night
Thank God for the Angels that surround us with light.

Sleepless are the people who carry too much inside
Quickly their angels gather up the sorrows they hide
Humming in sweet harmony these pure angelic host
Carry inner healing to those who need it the most

Be who you are

Dedicated to Dr Lena Klumper a very special lady who helps others be all they can be....

There is a sadness in your voice a sound of sorrow deep inside
Is there something I can help you with : What makes you want to hide?
You say you cannot do anything; that your gifts seem so  small
But, don't you know your gift of being is the greatest gift of all

We can't compare ourselves to others and become who we are not
Though others seem to be more gifted; they don't have what we got.
Each person has a uniqueness, something special about what they do
There is never going to be another person, who can be another you.

So lets stop trying to be the people, who we were never meant to be;
And strive to become the best we can at being the very best "me".
Each person has their abilities and their own individuality
Lets start living who we are, and stop trying to be what we can't be.

Thinking about Heaven

The night kept me waking for a chill was in the air
And worries from some moment were holding me with care
So I rose up from my bed and tried to picture deep within
A very special place where the hurtful can't enter in

So as I pondered in the silence I could see eternity
countless hosts of angels were all motioning for me
Beside them, crystal fountains, had waters all aglow
And in their hands a paper on which they wrote so slow

While I was clinging to some memories of the other day
The angels began to whisper "let everything pass away
There is no need to worry over things you can't control
You should spend some more time within your precious soul."

The angels all disappeared but I held them deep inside
I was able to see some Heaven but entrance was denied
For I have a number of days to accomplish what I must
Then I'll return to Heaven when my body returns to dust

You are so angry inside

Inside you are holding so much anger; so much built up hurt inside
You need to let out those feelings; everything you've had to hide
For right now it's coming out all ugly and hurting so many around
You need a way to start releasing the sorrows to which your bound.

You may not be wanting to admit it, but you're really not so free
The anger is still boiling all over but you are not wanting to see
It's eating your entire being and coming out in so many ways
It's okay to seek out some therapy some healing from hurtful days.

There's no shame in seeking some counseling some person who will hear
You need to hear yourself saying: what's been eating you year after year
Stop all that pretentious talking; stop trying to be appear so brave
In the silence of a therapy session you're true self you're going to save.

Be yourself

Sometimes we forget, that it is part of being real
To give ourselves the space we need to really feel
For at times we are so needy and hurting deep inside
We need to release the tensions that we have had to hide.

So pick out a special space, some location set apart
And let the emotions escape; just open up your heart
For in the teardrops falling,  tensions will come out;
And every negative feeling will take leave with a shout

Don't worry about what's proper or how it may appear
Just let out all the junk that has carried so much fear
Freedom will be so healing, pretending kept you bound
Let go those inhibitions and be yourself to all around.

Whenever you can

Whenever you can, reach out your hand
to touch another in his or her need
Be ready to help, be ready to care
be generous in planting that good seed
Remember the gift that you give out today
might be somebody's answer to  prayer
Don't ever hold back or turn a blind eye
when its within your power to care.

Start off today with resolve in your heart
and a eagerness that's ready to see
Someone who's hurting, someone who's needy
is just waiting for you and for me.
So turn over that new leaf that's hiding
that new way: created by the Heaven's above
Do something radical, do something different
And don't limit the amount that you'll love

This is the secret to inner contentment
that the angels in Heaven know perfectly
If we would start giving and really start caring
the happiness of angels would bless you and me
The world as we know would take on new color
and everything would be an opportunity
So let us be willing and let us be caring
and let's bring Heaven to all that we see..

Let the child out ( re-posting an earlier poem)

letting the little child out


Let me cry one more time for the child deep inside

Let me hug this little girl whose feeling she must hide

Let me weep with giant tears let me cry for all the wrong

That this little girl has known  and kept secret for too long



Let me stop being afraid and let me finally speak out

Let me jump, let me scream:let me let my voice shout

Let me let out that child who has been  hiding deep within

It’s time for her to come out so her healing can begin.

Like a book upon a shelf

Though to the world I may seem all well; inside I'm feeling so sore
At times it seems the air's so thin, that I feel I'll breathe no more.
It's quite a task to keep breathing in, when the air keeps slipping away
But life is not about the pain we feel, it's how we make it through each day

I direct my focus away from self and try to visualize the better things
So when I am hurting deep down inside, I try to picture a bird that sings
Though everything within me wants to cry. as I struggle to get some air
I know that weeping will only make it worse, so I send it off in prayer.

Because a person doesn't tell it out, doesn't mean that the pain's not there
But rather that he or she has learned to accept the inconveniences everywhere
I cannot begin to see the world's need; if I'm too wrapped up in myself
So I've decided to put my aches and pains away: like a book upon a shelf

Tuning up our senses

Someone is weeping bitterly and pouring out their heart
Their demeanor reveals a sorrow that will not depart
Every ounce of their being is shaking from inside
What is it that you would do, when you  meet them outside?

Do you stop by to console them. or think of them no more?
Will you offer to assist them, or continue to ignore?
How will you be handling:  the sight of another's suffering?
Tell me, if you will, what consolation would you bring?

Many times we can be so wrapped up in our very busy day
That we can miss all the opportunities that are on the way
Have we tuned up our senses to be aware of another's need
Or developed a habit of guarding our time with selfish greed?

When it's been too long

This trial has been going on for way too long
That disease has taken a turn that is so wrong
All the clouds have clouded up your sunny sky
Should it be wrong, then,  to have the need to cry?

Is there anyone who can claim they understand
All these sorrows and hurts you've had to withstand
At a glance everything can seem so  very passe
But looking deeper what is there anyone could say?

So let out all those tears you have been holding in
It's okay to release those tensions from deep within
Who cares how it may look to those who see them all
You  need to be free so let  those sheltered teardrops fall.

In the East shines a star

In the East shines a star with a story to tell
And if we listen very carefully it is singing Noel
For it represents the Baby that was born long ago
And whispers of a day that we've all come to know

With all of our shopping and the wrapping up of stuff
We can lose sight of that stable: so rustic and so rough
And the tiny infant King  that was once doused with hay
Could be lost in the hustle and the bustle of the day.

Christmas is about giving but it is also about the love
That was born in a manger as a Gift from Heaven Above
So let us not forget with all the things that we must do
How the first Christmas went and what it is for me and you

Why Christmas

All the earth is changing colors
during this special time of year
While all the world is preparing
for the Birthday of Someone  Dear
Every star has scooted over
to make space for the chosen one
Who will be announcing the
Birthday of God's one and only Son.

All the creatures of the earth
are displaying such sparkling lights
Each one will help us recall the One
who released us from our nights
Everything that is all glittery
and is sparkling with great display
Will remind us of that newness that
came to us one Christmas day

So do nothing to hold back from
the festivities every year
It all helps us to remember
the Birthday of Someone dear
For the creator of the world
with  such a simple bed of hay
Gave to us a Redeemer
that started Christmas day

So whisper it for a while all
the plans that you have in place
While the children watch and wonder
at the seasonal beauty of each space
Let the colors and lights of Christmas
keep alive the bright mystery
That gave to us the first Christmas
and the first Gift beneath a tree.

Hold on

It seems like you have been struggling with this worry for so very long
And like everything you have planned for has suddenly ended up so wrong
You feel so deeply the weight of all those hurts you have ever gone through
And don't see how anything good could ever come from what you may say or do

But don't you know you are not the One who lays out the road you will walk
And that there is One who will give you what need when it is time to talk
Nothing you have gone through can ever stop you from doing what you must do
For you are seen as precious and cared for by the One who is sustaining you.

So hold on to whatever form of courage you may still have inside of you
And don't let the opinions of others turn you from what you know is true
Shake off the dust of any place that leaves you feeling like you need to hide
For your home will be one that leaves you with lasting peace and hope inside.

For my counselor

You came into my life when all my world was crashing down
when everything I had hoped for was scattered on the ground
You didn't come to me talking about your spectacular degree
But rather you came with your love and care and shared it all with me

You came to me without conditions and you were ready to help me heal
And though my world was upside down you helped me see what was real
I struggled through my first times as you were  inviting me to share
Yet you were patient and understanding and I knew you'd always care.

Unlike so many others who were so very limited with their time
You  never let me think that you were more interested in my dime
Your heart was always closely tied to every session that we  had
I always left our conversations feeling free and no longer sad

Thank you

So much to be thankful for

Golden sun beams and gentle winds that announce the day;
Beautiful sunsets and shining stars that sparkle along the way;
Quiet flowers and roaring oceans that are stretching out so wide:
These are some of all the blessings that are in our world outside

Friends who love us and family circles of which we are all apart;
Treasured memories and happy moments held  deep inside our heart;
So many blessings so many treasures  which we should be thankful for:
Thanksgiving is that time to acknowledge that which we so often ignore

Pause a moment to consider everything within your waking heart
All the blessings with which God has blessed you from the very start
All those blessings you  have seen now and of which you are  keenly aware
And those remaining that are still yet hidden but are with you everywhere.

Broken pieces far and near

Tears are rolling down my face
Carrying memories I can't erase
Sighs and sobs so truly deep
Help me Jesus so I can sleep

Tis the season and the time
When my tears will  fall in rhyme
Broken pieces far and near
Remind me now of yesteryear

Contemplation

Early are the cries that come whispering to me
Rousing me from sleep and speaking mystically
Deep are the echoes that sound through the night
Inviting me beyond my own inner light.

Unspoken are the words and mystical the ways
In which I'm touched by these transforming rays
Unable to move about and barely able to see
I remain transfixed inside this mystery

So sweet is the music from the universe outside
Touching my fragile mind and my being deep inside
I'm lost to that realm which is measured by our time
So I  dwell within a space that gives birth to all my  rhyme

Heaven touched me

I have touched Heaven and Heaven has touched me
I am no longer the same, it's quite obvious to see
The things that I have thought would bring me security
Have all been dissolved inside  this Sacred Colloquy

Be still now, oh be still: for words can't ever  relay
What has just taken place, no one should ever say:
Oh how can I  express what the angels should only know
Their secrets will ever remain as quiet as their glow

I cannot fully believe it and I cannot understand
Eternity has finally cupped me inside its  Sacred Hand
I will not continue mumbling or  speak of it any more
I will just have to surrender to the Silence I adore.

Turn off the radio

Turn off the radio, turn off the noise
Silence your being, silence your voice
Quiet your thinking, quiet your will
Still every movement, sit and be still

Holding onto nothing, you will have all
When you hear nothing, silence will call
Deep down inside you, the Heavens above
Echoing their message, leaving their love

Hush now the moments, slow down the day
Listen intently, the universe will play
The secrets inside you, all the unknown
Painted inside you the history you own.

Turn of the radio, turn off the noise
Silence your being, silence your voice
Quiet your thinking, quiet your will.
Still every movement, sit and be still.

Golden are the leaves

Golden are the leaves that are falling to the ground
While Autumn sings her melodies to everyone around
Crisp are the sounds of the leaves beneath our feet
And the cool quiet winds whisper to all who they meet.

Listen to this silence that echoes through the Fall
It's not like any other and is crying out to all
Without any fanfare, the  somberness of this time
Challenges every poet to reach out in mystic rhyme

For colors have been silenced and the trees are all bare
There is hardly any ambient for any  writer to share
If not for what is hidden and unseen by mortal eye
Autumn is the season where our spirits learn to fly.

These things you hold on to

These things you're holding on to
and making your priority
Are but shadows of something greater
that is found only in the Divinity
Yet you keep building up castles for
things that will pass away
And holding on to values  that
should be shameful to even say

If you would be satisfied and
find what you're looking for
Listen closely to all the echoes
that are whispering  ouside your door
For that which really matters
and should  be talking about
Would not embarrass the angels
or cause their tears to fall out.

We can only be happy doing
what we've been created to do
Everything us leaves us searching
around our whole life through
The pettiness and gossip we're
so often clinging tightly to
Will leave us all empty and shallow
ignorant of what's  good and true.

You crushed my soul

You crushed my soul and bruised my mind
You made me afraid of what's left behind
I never knew and never had learned
That love is gift: not something earned.

So throughout my life I lived afraid
I was abused and  I was betrayed
I trusted so many and I got hurt
My early years left me such dirt.

Then one day, one moment of grace;
Someone came forth to help me erase
All  those years, those hurts inside
I was set free and felt safe outside.

Every instant is an echo

How beautiful the sunrise that shouts out to me
It's warming and gentle and a blessing to see
How wonderful the melodies that open each day
If you listen to creation it has so much to say

Like a canvas the earth is stretched all around
And a whole array of colors upon it are found
Every creature and crevice are crying out to me
Imprints of the eternal one with so much to see.

Not a moment can pass by without speaking out
Every instant is an echo, every second can shout
From the thrones  of the Omnipotent way up above
If we look all around us, we can always see love.

I can't pretend

I can't pretend to be all whole,
when my heart is breaking in two
And I can't make believe I'm alright
when the opposite is true
I will be who I  really am right now,
wihout  hiding myself again
For my healing will take place
by being to all who I am within

Come join with me: feel this peace
which I'm so eager to quickly share
It comes from knowing one's inner truth
and brings down hurtful walls everywhere
Can you see the sunlight, it is burning
every old bridge that's  inside of me
It's just the spark of a new beginning
Happiness is my  destiny.

Can you remember your prayer?

Sleep has held me much longer than my ordinary time;
So my angels are the ones who will be writing you this rhyme.
Words of wisdom or of gest; I don't know what they may say
But whatever they will share, will be helpful for your way

Think of all the times that you were ever lost in prayer:
Can you remember all those feelings that you experienced there
Were they ones of inner healing or did they lift you high above
What happened when they ended? Where you resolved to love.

Angel lights are around us; they are speaking night and day
In the whispers of our hearts they are directing all our way
Do you pause or do you think as you listen to their sound
What are the tender lessons these spirits leave around?

Chilly the winds...

Chilly, the winds. that roam everywhere
Colorful leaves take flight through the air
Crisp are the breezes that nip at our face
Winter is coming: her minions are in place

Gone are the colors of summer and spring
Earthy the tones that colder months bring
Everything noisy has now become still
The silence of winter imposes her will.

Hushed are the moments that dance around
Chirping and singing are no longer found
Winter's upon us, her stillness she brings
Cold, frosty hours, she carelessly flings

If you choose me to be your friend

If you would choose to be my friend,there are some things that you should know:
I'm not ever going to be called perfect and sometimes my thinking is slow
I cannot ever seem to get with the program of following the popular crowd
I tend to be more timid and quiet but will always speak to my angels out loud.

Friendship to me is about acceptance and allowing the other person to be
Whomever he or she is on the inside, without expecting them to become like me.
Friendship is about allowing for weaknesses and about helping the other to grow
Its about giving the other some embraces and room when things get out of control

Friends are unlike any other people they are in a category all of their own
Sharing with them becomes so very easy: nothing's ever given in a loan
So if you're inviting me into your friendship and accepting me as your friend
Remember that I will never ever be perfect but will always be willing to bend.

You're time has come

The night has been carrying on for way too long
And the chill of the winter
has been coming across way too strong
A time of respite is what your soul had been needing
Relief from all the upset
is the forecast for the soul who is now reading

So put away your tissues now and pull out that new look
The time of disappointment is being replaced
by the promises of a true and holy Book
Your period of waiting has ended without any more say
Today is the beginning of something special;
it's your long awaited day

Rejoice now in those memories that were once able to carry you away
That spoke to you constantly of imperfections
and led you astray
For those yesterdays are now past
and wont ever be returning
You've reached your destination
that place for which you have always been yearning.

Today

Trickling through the curtains with its predictable promptness
The morning star is letting out a portion of its brightness
I'm wrestling with my blankets as though battling an invasion
A few minutes more and I'll be part of this day's equation.

Oh the mystery of our breathing and the mystery of our being
We collide with all the elements to create what we are seeing
The outcome of our living becomes  stimulus for a reaction
We can be the source of  peace or be cited for distraction

As the day continues progressing and  we continue  our inhaling:
Will we be promoting  God's goodness or will evil be prevailing?
Will we be holding too tightly to all that we should be sharing
This is our present challenge coming from our angels so caring.

The Dance of dawn

Crisp is the air that is dancing around
Touching all creatures without making sound
Warm glowing sunbeams are piercing the sky
And covering the chill that surrounds you and I

Mother Nature's awake now and ready to play
She whispers her greetings and opens the way
With dew drops and wind gusts she touches our face
It's time to be listening and not time to race.

Breathe in the beauty as you exhale the night
So much to be discovered in this morning's light
Enjoy every second and every moment of the day
Let no hour escape you without blessing the way

some days

The shadows fell around me and darkened my blue sky
Doubts began to shake me and demons made me cry
Everywhere I turned there were warnings to beware
The day was just beginning with a darkness in its air.

Sometimes a day can linger in a painful atmosphere
And though we're seeking comfort it isn't what we  hear
We wake up to a journey that challenges heart and mind
And so the day evolves and its treasures we must find.

Not every day is rosy or is every task a delight
Sometimes just waking up has its monsters we must fight
The task of every day and of every single hour
Is knowing when to surrender and when to hold the power.

Invisible to our eyes

Take in the breath of life as you waken from your sleep
Whisper to all the angels all the secrets that you keep
Ponder with God's wisdom every moment that's passing by
And if something seems hopeless just give it one more try.

The mysteries of the universe are waiting for you and me
The quiet will give  visions that only we are able to see
All creation is singing  with words that no one can hear
Within our inner being everything will become more clear.

The way of what is spiritual is not visible to our eyes
We must be ready to receive grace like manna from the skies
Nothing is ever perfect though we may seek for such too long
The more we're willing to surrender the purer will be our song

Every season has its beauty

The morning brings new hope with the glowing sun
That reaches out to touch the heart of everyone
The weather may be chilly and frost be everywhere
Yet the morning star dispels the chill from all our  air

Mother earth's a bit pale beneath the touch of ice
Northern winds are whispering where her beauty lies
All the world is silent before such wintry rush
We are left to marvel inside the freezing hush.

Everything has its moment and everything has its place
Thus the seasonal echoes make everything a grace
From the warmth of summer to the blossoming spring
Every season has its beauty and grace that it will bring.

We the people on Election Day

We the people are joining together in this one committed voice
To express our wishes and desires in this one collective choice.
To choose a president and decide who'll be leading you and me
This is a task we have today: thank God we're able and free

Not casting a vote would be like saying without words to everyone
That you don't really value the process in which all our voting is done
Refusing to vote is like refusing to unite in one commingled voice
Choosing a President is a united effort: not just a casual choice
                 
Will you be one of the courageous ones who make up the noble free
And do what every citizen has done before you in many a century.
Would you be willing to  cast your vote on a ballot you can obtain
We the people are counting on you please vote and don't refrain.

Every day is a chance for beauty

Every day is a chance for beauty; so much wonder is all around
From the earliest hours of waking we can hear creations sound
Listen deeply to earth's wisdom; let her sing you her lullaby
Every creature will enchant you every plant will move you to cry


Oh the beauty that is all around us yet so many times we do not see
That every morning that we step outside; we step inside of God's mystery
We have everything so very precious, everything that the world can't buy
If we would but stop and notice we could see what surrounds both you and I

Let us not linger on the passing that may captivate our mind
But rather let our stay be longer with the Eternal works we find
For there within the sacred aura there within earth's energy
We will learn to value rightly and our hearts will begin to see.

Forever whispering

One by one the moments are opening:  carrying their surprise
Each one holding a tender message from the Maker of the skies
How wonderful it is to imagine what each one could possibly bring
Knowing the value of the present might encourage us all to sing.

Like the very first sparkle of winter that is drifting to the ground
Is the beauty of each second, inside which the Eternal is found
Nothing is ever by chance or fleeting; everything has its time to be
We have only to seek and discover: each day is a tiny mystery

Listen whenever you are arising from the slumber of the night
Hear the secrets of the Eternal: for much is in the morning light
Riding in that breeze so gentle and whispering through the air
Is the wisdom that's   forever: God is present everywhere.

We are the blessings others are needing

Each day is a miracle and every second is too
So much wonder and awe that we're passing through
Many times unintentional but we walk by unaware
That the blessings others need we're able to share

So lets not be too selfish or revolve around me
Let's see who in our path is needing generosity
For moments pass quickly and hours will fly
We don't want to be  found guilty of ignoring a cry

We are carrying a calling and a meaning within
But it will continue to lie dormant until we begin
To stop taking inventory and clinging to all
Lets not continue resisting the needy who call.

In the early hours of morning

In the early hours of the morning before the sun begins to rise
One can hear the universe waking, can you hear her gentle sighs?
She is sure to soothe your thinking with her whispers soft and clear
And her beauty will inspire you to let the Eternal One draw near

With her quiet sounds so soothing, mother earth will speak to you
Every plant and hill will echo everything she wants them to
Let your mind be ever open and your soul so pure and clean
Then the Spirit who gives her being will reveal all things unseen.

Try to take some time each morning, before the early star appears
To let the sound of all creation to move your heart and soul to tears
It's okay to let those rivers run now, from the deepest part of you
They will calm your entire being so you can do what remains to do

Picking up the pieces

I'm picking up the pieces of my life scattered around
Yet there are so many blessings just waiting to be found
The storm's left me shaken and my future's so unclear
But I'm still surrounded by caring people drawing near

Tomorrow hasn't come yet and my yesterday's past
But I can use this day for as long as it will last
Rainbows will come out, coloring everything in sight:
Things will be transformed in the beauty of their light.

Nothing is forever: the tears and hurt will pass away
Waiting is never easy but the reward will come some day
Let the bad news of the past become my victory shout today
For I know I'm truly blessed despite the bumps along the way.

The wind is whispering secrets

The wind is whispering secrets that is so hard to hear
For it requires one to listen with an ever open ear
Words that are so gentle and words that are  Divine
Descend from Heaven's portal to create an earthly shrine

Not like the words of mortals that come and quickly go
The words of the Eternal have an everlasting glow.
They rest within our being and create a tender light
Inside the Infinite whisper is the answer to our night

I cannot put in writing what is not able to be heard
But can gently start encouraging: be  open to God's word
For it comes into our silence and starts decorating our will
If we would have God's wisdom we must become very still.

Tears for the East Coast

Tears for the East coast fall without end
As Sandy continues without any friend
She lashes out angrily all over the place
Her path of destruction is such a disgrace.

Many are without power wherever you go
Businesses and homes beneath waters that flow
Fires and flooding are visible outside
The wrath of your winds: many states wide.

The hand that is writing hasn't known sleep
A vigil of solidarity this soul has to keep
Feelings of  heartache and sorrow inside
My thoughts about Sandy, I'm not able to hide.

Sandy oh Sandy  how far will you go
Your path of destruction all will soon know
Left without the resources so needed to live
Many will awaken and see what hurricanes give

Nothing is more important

The spirits of the universe rouse me from my sleep
And whisper come and see all the secrets that we keep
For before the light of day before the blowing breeze
We have spoken with the One Who gives all life and frees

Quiet now your footsteps and be gentle along the way
we have so much to tell you and we have so much to say
Be not too quick in movement and be not rushing through
There's a stillness that is needed deep inside of you.

Hush now all your thinking; breathe in the purest air
Be one with all around you  and of your being be aware
Listen to your heartbeat and feel your soul within
Let the rythm of the universe help you to begin.

Nothing is more important and nothing is more dear
Than having that inner freedom that enables you to hear
The whispering of the Eternal, the voices of the Divine
Let go of all that keeps you from Eternity's lasting shine.

Sandy

Sandy has come and is roaring around
Nobody is sure of what comes with her sound
Predictions and warnings are all on the air
Sandy, however, proceeds without care

Winds have united across the long mile
People are scattering for just a short while
Many are labeling the width of her strength
Super storm Sandy, unpredictable her length

Creatures are careful and keep from her way
Trees in great reverence before her will sway
Houses will topple beneath her great blow
Waters will break loose and everywhere flow

Talk to the Maker of everything around
Ask Him to soften her hit on the Sound
Many who have doubted will finally sea
Sandy is the beginning of what's yet to be.

Sometimes the doubt....

Sometimes the doubt comes like a demon
that is raging in the night
It clouds the mind and troubles the heart
and dims our inner sight
It  roars out loud and disturbs our peace
and blocks our will to try
The demon of doubt is a feisty beast
that hardly ever seems to die.

Whenever we're tormented by this beast
that  Satan has let inside
We fear to move or breathe or talk:
our very courage runs outside
We cry, we weep, we struggle to hope:
we question the Heavens above
Moments like this we fear the worst
and experience what hell is made of.

Like the  seasons of time that come to pass
these moments will have to go
Don't give up the hope that's deep inside
cling tightly to the God you know
Don't be afraid of the "not knowing land"
in which you may seem to be
For beyond  the darkness of all this doubt
is the Creator of you and me

Quiet moments deep inside you

Quiet moments deep inside you far away from all the noise
In that silence you can listen to your angels loving voice
Not with multi-worded wisdom will the angel speak to you
But in gentle sounds like music messages will come right through

Put aside some tiny  moments from everything that you must do
And you'll find that inner stillness that the Eternal has for you
In that space untouched by mortals so beloved by the Great Above
You will hear those secret murmurings that inspire your heart to love.

Hush now all those noisy musings; quiet down your raging soul
Let the angelic choir lift you: it sings forever of your goal
Peace and happiness, rest eternal, forever in that Infinite place
Every time you stop to listen you'll be flooded with Eternal grace

One dance

With words unspoken the earth relates
The secrets overflowing from Heavenly gates
Unsung by  the humans or angelic ones
Creation is singing the river that runs.

Purest of waters that quenches the soul
Are leading it onward towards one goal:
Infinity of happiness and endless bliss
Wisdom is delivering eternity's kiss.

Carried by  torrents forever unseen
The universe is guided; know what I mean?
Nothing by accident or happening by chance
Everything's created to complete one dance.

May angels be beside you

 May angels be beside you on this journey you will take
And may they always inspire you in each decision you will make
May they help you remember all the things  you need to say
And when your hope is failing may they direct your way

May your guardian angels bring true answers to your mind
And whenever you are struggling may they help you to be kind
May every time you're tempted to quarrel or to fret
May they bring you gentleness that helps you to forget

May these guardian spirits keep you tranquil deep inside
And whenever you are angry may they smother all your pride
May these angel beings bring you messages most dear
And whenever you are troubled may  they keep you ever near

Let's listen...

Soothing is the sound of the breeze that's passing by
She calls out with persistance and challenges you and I
There's so much to be discovered in this awakening day
Listen, if you are willing; so much wisdom's on the way.

How gently falls the morning dew on everything around
Moistening the thirsty earth she whispers her sweet sound.
Mystery is in  the rising sun that touches one and all
The universe is waking up and nourishing great and small.

Ancestral voices from long ago are riding in the air
Reminding us of important things that escape us unaware
We don't want to miss the messages  hidden in the sky
So let us slow our paces down and not let them pass us by.

Countless hosts of angels

In the middle of the night while all are asleep
Countless hosts of angels in careful vigil keep
Guard over their charges assigned from God above
Sweet are the whispers that they exchange in love.

If one is so lucky to be awakened from one's rest
Perhaps one might come upon one of these winged guests
Who stand beside us always in the night and in the day
How precious is the wisdom that they drop along the way

Next time you find the night is noisier than you care
And sleep has left you early: breathe in some heavenly air
For there within the silence, in the darkness all around:
Angels will come forward and sanctify each sound.