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Saturday, March 28, 2015

A question for you...

Do you ever think about the squirrels that scamper all around
The trees, the birds, the universe ; the early morning sound?
Do you ever hear the breezes, the winds inside the trees?
Is there anything you ever notice, would you tell me if you please?

When the morning is finally breaking; do you notice the golden sun;
And the moon, so high above you, do you see it when day is done?
Do you smell the smell of the roses and notice the fragrant air
Surrounding the trees and the flowers and the blooming bushes everywhere?

When you're walking upon the beaches or are near to bright blue sky:
Does it ever happen to phase you, the many life forms you're passing by?
Or do you go about your business, your walking about,  to and fro
Without taking the time to ponder the universe above and below?

What it is I'm trying to get to when I'm writing this verse and rhyme
I'm trying to ask if you have moments when you're not worried about clocks or time
Are you ever so free and  so unworried about the schedule or things you must do
That you can sit down without worry and hear the universe all around you?

Friday, March 27, 2015

Morning musings

The robin, she is singing, I hear her morning song
The darkness is still lingering; but not for very long
For the morning, she is breaking and daylight's drawing near
Soon the waking universe will be part of what I can hear...

While all the world is resting and the noise hasn't begun
I'll be watching the horizon for the rising of the sun
For the mystery of the morning is the one I like the best
I gaze upon the Heavens and I take in this tranquil rest

Oh the beauty of all beauties; oh, masterpiece divine:
The earth is God's creation and His temporary shrine
We're all but passing through here this created atmosphere
Journeying to our homeland while  beautifying here.



Thursday, March 26, 2015

Sudden storm

Thunder rumbling at a distance shaking up the ground
Rushing through the clashing cloud mass:  making fearful sound
Lightning posting through the air space: touching here and there
Makes its flashes, burning brightly: dazzling all with care

Darkened clouds with ominous soundings, moving with command
Shows the universe what's been waiting can you understand?
Sombering silences taking the front stage quieting  one and all
Then the eruption of the wind surge produces tornadic squall

In an instant and in a moment, the calm will shake most terribly
Then in a space of very few seconds be restored so miraculously
Time is measured by the units that has been assigned by mortal man
But  has no place within the infinite do you understand?



Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Grey silent skies

Grey silent skies are announcing the day
Sunshine is hiding and showers are on the way
Birds are singing happily unfazed by the weather
Spring is their melody. They chirp it together

Solemness is speaking and sounding her warning
Stormy-ness is coming, invading the morning
Despite all the grey-ness the bleakness of sky
Creatures are romping and passing us by

The sounds of the springtime are heaven to me
Beautifully resonating from all that I see
The universe, the cosmos, and the world all around
Shines with a newness and are bursting with sound..



Tuesday, March 24, 2015

There is always something more...

Who am I trying to impress
With my fad or with my dress
Or who am I trying to be
With my boast of "notice me"

There is always something more
Than the things inside a store
Something void of glow or shine
Yet a treasure in my mind

Where am I trying to go
Do I lead or do I follow
What is it that I believe
Things I'm told, things I read?

There is always something more
Than the things inside a store
Something void of glow or shine
Yet a treasure in my mind

What is it  I think I need
What motivates, what's my creed?
What is in the things I seek..
Insecurities starting to  peak.?

There is always something more
Than the things inside a store
Something void of glow or shine
Yet a treasure in my mind





Monday, March 23, 2015

Waking the dawn

While shadows still hide the light of the sun
And evening is ending and day is  begun;
Sounds of the singing, the most joyful noise,
Emerge from the tree limbs in purity of voice

Quietness is speaking and solemnity stirs
The spirit is pondering over all that occurs
Darkness is fading, we can see it  so plain
The morning star rises and shines once again..

Hushed are the moments and silent the ways
Of morning star's movements in each of its rays
Yet all of them are touching and moving us within
How radiantly resplendent is the dawn entering in..


Sunday, March 22, 2015

Like some gaping sore

Must I keep silent and pretend I don't see
I wonder and wonder about inconsistency
Why would I want it: this rebellious charade
People are griping their thoughts on parade

How can we help them? We're falling apart..
Publishing nonsense that saddens the heart
Where are the people, the members,  the crew
Resigning and running from people like you

How can this be possible? We represent all
We gather together and meetings we call
But in between meetings the gossips galore
Shine for the people like some gaping sore





We're greatly blessed...

Open your windows, sit down and listen, tell me truly what you can hear:
Is it the sparrows, the chirping robins, or some foolishness  drawing near?
Do you ever take the time to listen; to cherish everything that is  around
Or do you keep on with the rushing, with the have to's overpowering sound?

Oh to fathom all the riches  hidden within each atom of time
Isn't only for gifted artists or for some composer of verse and rhyme..
It is for us, for us  the created: to take in deeply all of this  view
Then to cry out with all of the universe: " we're greatly blessed, this is true" 

In the sprinkling of the droplets that are falling from the morning sky
Are the sounds of the Great Eternal: crying out to you and I
In the breezes so bold or gentle moving trees or  stones around
Can be heard the sound of Spirit teaching us without a sound.

Oh to fathom all the riches  hidden within each atom of time
Isn't only for gifted artists or for some composer of verse and rhyme..
It is for us, for us  the created: to take in deeply all of this  view
Then to cry out with all of the universe: " we're greatly blessed, this is true" 

Now the morning sun has risen and it is dancing upon your face
See the rays so warm and calming they are illuminating time and space
Can you feel it deep within you the inner unity the tranquil rest
Share it with the world around you let everyone know you're truly blest

Oh to fathom all the riches  hidden within each atom of time
Isn't only for gifted artists or for some composer of verse and rhyme..
It is for us, for us  the created: to take in deeply all of this  view
Then to cry out with all of the universe: " we're greatly blessed, this is true" 




Saturday, March 21, 2015

There are never any secrets

There are never any secrets from the Lord God Almighty
There isn't really anything  His Wisdom cannot see
Every time and every moment every sparkling twinkling star
Everything is ever present..For Him nothing is too far..

He is  the Lord the Greatest and the humblest and the most discreet
He's found inside the cathedrals and in the poor ones on the street
In the oceans and in the ozones and in the atmospheres all around
The Eternal is ever Present and is everywhere to be found...

So, where ever you are going: whether in public or in disguise;
There's One who's always watching for He made the sea and skies
No wrong can ever be wielded and  no right can ever be known
Without His Infinite knowing: for He is seeing what is sown..


Thursday, March 19, 2015

Silent moments

Silent moments speak more loudly
Than a million who would crowd me
Whispering secrets, showing signs
Hidden mysteries,  God's designs

In the silence, in the hush
Words are whispered without rush
Healing moments quieter times
Soothing souls, creating rhymes

Noiseless seconds: every one..
Tell of all that God has done
Shouting out without a voice
Inner peace the treasured choice



Tuesday, March 17, 2015

We are your guardian angels...

In the early hours of morning, before the break of day
Before the world is moving and noise is on its way
I listen to the whisperings, the quiet sounds above
One hundred thousand angels singing a song of love

We are your guardian angels promoters of the Divine
We want to be here for you we're sent to help you shine
We'll warn you and we'll guide you we'll even help you see
We are your guardian angels: the ambassadors of Eternity ..

They're humming and they're singing; they're moving to and fro
Their message is so simple but something we all should know
So as you're rising each morning and readying for your day
Open  up your heart to listen to what the angels have to  say

We are your guardian angels promoters of the Divine
We want to be here for you we're sent to help you shine
We'll warn you and we'll guide you we'll even help you see
We are your guardian angels: the ambassadors of Eternity ..

And as the day's progressing and you're feeling mighty low
Remember that hovering presence that's ready to help you go
Beyond the dim and darkness and beyond the humdrum day
Reach out to your guardian spirits they'll always, always. say:

We are your guardian angels promoters of the Divine
We want to be here for you we're sent to help you shine
We'll warn you and we'll guide you we'll even help you see
We are your guardian angels: the ambassadors of Eternity ..




Saturday, March 14, 2015

Oh, everybody is important..

Oh, everybody is important and everybody is of value
But we all keep on forgetting this on our own self important avenue

Oh, won't you look  around you and tell me what you see..
So many different faces in a sea of  humanity..
So many different people and so many different places
What is it that you're thinking, in the view of all these races

Oh, everybody is important and everybody is of value
But we all keep on forgetting this on our own self important avenue

It isn't so impossible:  the cosharing of some glory
But we won't ever have it because we're promoting our own story
So we run around misdirected and we're  guilty of misleading
The people who are trusting the instructions we are seeding..

Oh, everybody is important and everybody is of value
But we all keep on forgetting this on our own self important avenue

How long will it be now before we all wake up to see
The awfulness of selfishness on the whole of humanity
There's  a powerfulness in the sharing and a destructiveness in not
But we have all become a me world and the we-ness we have forgot

Oh, everybody is important and everybody is of value
But we all keep on forgetting this on our own self important avenue



Friday, March 13, 2015

In all things a blessing ..

Quietly they assemble, the clouds up above
Together they will produce an outburst of love
Tiny droplets of newness from the heavenly heights
Whispering  God's messages and sprinkling delights

The sunshine is hidden, but shines through the day
Behind clouds of grey-ness; it will continue to say:
"I am here when you see me and when you do not
I'm the bright star of morning: have you forgot?"

Songs of the sparrows and the robins and the bees
Echo through the breezes and from inside the trees
Morning has been welcoming and so good to us all
Hear how we're singing it:  the great and the small?

Each day's a blessing and each day's a joy
Hidden is each moment: what'll never destroy:
Healing and awesomeness and pure love divine
See how each second is making us all shine?




Thursday, March 12, 2015

Oh the beauty

Peeking through the quiet trees
Riding in the subtle breeze
Golden pieces of the sun
Reaching out to everyone

Soothing sounds of early dawn
Speaks to me and I am drawn
Birds are chirping here and there
Squirrels scampering everywhere

Oh the beauty free from time
Inspiring artists into rhyme
All the world that I  can see
Is but one with you and me

Would you sing along with me
Praising Infinite Majesty
Who in kindness gives to all
Giving all to great and small..

See the flowers, see the trees
Visit the mountains and the seas
Hear the whispers and the roar
So much to be thankful for..




Please will you consider sponsoring me for the Annual NAMi Walk ?

Hi all ..besides writing poetry and my work I do on the side.. I am an active member of NAMI Durham in NC. I  would love to raise just a tiny bit towards the treatment of mental illness in our state.

It's easy enough to sponsor me and you can choose to share your name or choose to sponsor anonymously. If you want to give a dollar or 25 dollars. It's your choice.. Whatever you offer will go towards services and resources for helping the mentally disabled.

We offer peer to peer support, conferences, family groups, educational speakers. So much comes from the funds we raise during this annual NAMI walk.

If you will be so kind as to share ..no matter the amount please click the link below:

https://securewalks.nami.org/registrant/FundraisingPage.aspx?registrationID=2749113&langPref=en-CA


Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Day Break

The chilliness of the morning can distract the  mind
But the beauty of the sunshine is something we'll  find
Breaking through all the windows and dancing upon our face
Singing the songs of newness and warming up all the place...

Subtle sounds of chirping and graceful gusts of wind
Tell us inside of our spirits a new day's about to begin
We rise up from our slumber and shake off all our sleep
Angel guardians are about us: their charges they will keep.

Step by step we'll encounter the moments of our day
Minutes by minute will unravel Eternity's will and way
Hustling and bustling moments will blind the world around
But diligent hearts and spirits see through the busy sound



Monday, March 9, 2015

Come away, be at peace..

Come away, be at peace: listen to that quiet breeze
You are healing and becoming..one with that Eternal Peace 

Times are fragile, news is horrible all around the earth does shake
You're so certain; yet uncertain: waiting on a world to wake

Come away, be at peace: listen to that quiet breeze
You are healing and becoming..one with that Eternal Peace 

Lost your patience, saw some patience, you are wondering about it all
Who is truthful, so so dutiful: that their  actions soothe and call:

Come away, be at peace: listen to that quiet breeze
You are healing and  becoming..one with that Eternal Peace 

Yesterday's memories march in harmony playing songs inside your mind
Some are peaceful, some are scary; some are singing as they unwind

Come away, be at peace: listen to that quiet breeze
You are healing and becoming..one with that Eternal Peace 

Teardrops falling, quietly calling: as they paint upon the cheeks so slow
Wouldn't you bet that, if we heard them,  we'd be shocked by all you know:

Come away, be at peace: listen to that quiet breeze
You are healing and becoming ..one with that Eternal Peace

You are laughing, silently dancing: rejoicing in the love you see
For all's not hurting or disturbing: there's a beauty in your destiny:

Come away, be at peace: listen to that quiet breeze
You are healing and becoming..one with that Eternal Peace 




Saturday, March 7, 2015

The land of the Cherokee

Quietly standing with the secrets of their own
The Smokey Mountains are whispering: you're never  alone
For echoing within them and everywhere you can see
Are the secrets of the many, the secrets of the Cherokee.

Cherokee oh Cherokee
You call out to me
To visit to ponder to come and see
A history a nation : the land of the Cherokee.


Entering into their city and searching all around
One comes into the atmosphere: the most sacred sound
For it is the sound of the peoples: the sound of the years
That has produced a great nation: transcended all tears

Cherokee oh Cherokee
You call out to me
To visit to ponder to come and see
A history a nation : the land of the Cherokee.


The sombering surroundings the sacredness of the land
Reaches out to the visitor without the touch of a hand.
Inspiring the poet and the singer of the heart
To speak of a nation and of their pure art..

Cherokee oh Cherokee
You call out to me
To visit to ponder to come and see
A history a nation : the land of the Cherokee.




Thursday, March 5, 2015

For I am your guardian angel...

Bring your brokenness and your worries and your fears of what's to be
Lay them here at my understanding and I will help you freely see
All these things that you are fearing, that are causing you distrust
Will disappear like all the rain storms and brush away like the dust..

For I am your guardian angel and I'm your  guiding friend
I was sent here to be your protector, to be with you to the end
No matter the situations or the cloudiness in your day
I'll be here, right beside you, to direct you along the way

When the questions are too many and the doubts are piling up
When the bills are overdue and the sorrows fill your cup
When you don't have anyone to talk to but need someone to care
Remember I'm right beside you and have some time to share

For I am your guardian angel and I'm your  guiding friend
I was sent here to be your protector, to be with you to the end
No matter the situations or the cloudiness in your day
I'll be here, right beside you, to direct you along the way

Tomorrow may not look so hopeful and today may have turned out wrong
But I'll still be your inspiration, your happy note, and your song
For there's never a road too burdensome: a path to thick to rough
That you and I cannot get over: for together we get through stuff..

For I am your guardian angel and I'm your  guiding friend
I was sent here to be your protector, to be with you to the end
No matter the situations or the cloudiness in your day
I'll be here, right beside you, to direct you along the way



Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Spring is finally coming...


There's a  whispering in the wind that's speaks of the warmer times
Spring is finally coming out;  we're hearing  it in the  rhymes
Poets and painters are capturing it and painting it for our minds
Singers and song writers are relaying it in notes and beautiful lines

All the world is waking from the place of its wintry  rest
Buds on trees are forming and  robins are making their nest
Tiny signs of bulbs and plants are peaking out upon the ground
Feathered friends and jumping ones are celebrating all around

The skies are much much brighter and the grass is greening too
Nippier days are lessening and warmer ones coming through
Gone the chillier mornings and the frostiness has left the air
Spring is finally coming out and .we can feel it everywhere