Be that ray of sunshine....

Walk into each  new day with a smile that you can share
Never pass a person without showing them you care
The world is full of many thing but not enough of love
Be that ray of sunshine and a gift from God above...

Carry into each happening a spark of "we can do"
Never let the negative be a message come from you
Be that person who will bring  that positiveness galore
Too much of that "not so good" can push us out the door....

Every one of us is needing it: that extra:  "you can do"
Each of us can be that one that inspires the other through
Everything that is happening and everything that is not
Be that ray of sunshine and the warmth that's always sought

Moistening rounds of raindrops

Sounds of the previous evening are slowly passing away
While rays of the waking morning are initiating the day
Quietness is being  broken by the  rush  of passing cars
Night time is almost over and invisible are the stars..

Droplets of heavy moisture are continuing with their run
They shower upon every plantlet and every element: one by one
Sparkling with the sparkles from the  freshly fallen rain
Everything  is becoming a vision of what newness we can attain

Mornings songs are sounding and are riding through the air
Creatures of the daylight are embracing their due share
Of moistening rounds of rain drops and early morning dew
What a wonderful form of mana being enjoyed by me and you..

Everything is a mirror of love...

The coolness of the autumn breeze rouses up the day
Golden beams with softest glow brighten up the way
The morning sun with its array of goldeness everywhere
Shines upon the waking world: we feel the Everlasting Care...

Droplets of the morning dew are shining on everything around
Trees are bending upwards more and whispering without a sound
The flowers of the passing summer are beginning to fade away
Subtle sounds of autumn leaves are echoing throughout the day..

Breathe in early all this air that's passing  us through the dawn
Let the freshness of its breeze encourage your inner song
Touch the tempo of the universe and let it not pass you by
Everything is a mirror of love. You can see it, if you try..

Gather up all those treasured things

There is beauty, there is sadness, there is mixtures of good and bad
Every morning, every evening, things can delight us or make us sad
How we handle it, how we deal with it, how we proceed from day to day
Is what tells us what we're made of...not another's opinion or say

We must strive for and endeavor to make the best of everything around
Embracing good times and the bad times in every place that we are found
For it's not the braggart or the famous or the billionaire with things galore
That changes the world into something better but the soul with inner store.

So gather up   those treasured things that money can't ever buy
And take it into your innerness where beauty and wisdom lie
So that you'll be able to radiate to a world so desperately in need
The secretness of happiness that comes to those without greed.....

Soft gentle droplets...

Soft gentle droplets falling from the sky
Soak  into the universe and cool off you and I
Sparkling little diadems and precious little gems
Flow out from the Heavens like a cooling showering cleanse

Hear them as they whisper and see them as they splash
Countless little molecules more valuable than cash
They touch upon the greenery and moisten all the earth
Every single raindrop is a vessel giving birth...

Hold them in your sacredness and see them as they are
They're carrying every atom of the last existing star
Though they're speaking languages of unrequitted love
Nothing they are carrying is meant to be let go of

With the first sign of light...

As the first rays of sunlight are trickling inside
And the sounds of the universe are rousing outside
I rise up and I listen and I hasten to hear:
Everything is moving throughout the atmosphere..

The sunlight is glistening and it is  touching us all
It's whispering through the breezes and it's readying to call
Each person and creature and element and plant
God's wisdom is speaking to us as the rest of us can't

Through movements of restlessness and staggering delay
Each of us is making ready  to embrace this new day
There's beauty and there's wonder and a variety galore
Just waiting for us patiently to open up our door..

The aromas of the  morning:  the  flowers and the trees
Are dancing upon the elements and riding through the breeze
They're touching us so inwardly and  moving us to see
That there's  so much more to be noticing: it's hard not to agree

We must all make an effort and we must all make a note
That  everything is whispering the words of God in quote
For everything that's around us and everything everywhere
Is a constant reminder of the One we see in our  prayer..

Take all these seconds...

Take all these seconds these measurements of time
And put them together and create some sweet  rhyme
Tell of the mysteries and tell of the grace
That blesses each moment and garnishes each place..

Waste not a second and let not escape
This beauty, this  aura which on us does drape
From the Heavens and the  portals of the Infinite Divine
How privileged and special to experience such Shine

The hours are passing and soon it will be
Time to be moving and time for activity...
So let this be sacred and let this be done
This most special moment: our morning's begun...

Take time this morning....

Close down the media and shut of your phones
Quiet your spirit and rest your poor bones
Everything's a whirlwind and you are so stressed
Take time this morning and hear how you're blessed

Every day's a new day and every day is  for you
A blessing,a lesson and a dream coming true
How you will  be using it and how you will not
Will determine your blessings: though they are unsought

Stop, then,  for a moment and stop all of that rush
There's time for the happenings, no matter how much
The important thing's are inside you and apart from the race
Take time every morning  and soak in all of  God's grace....

Everyone is a part of my own tapestry

Cars are passing by outside
So many stories inside them hide
People driving who I haven't met
I wonder what makes each one fret

Prayers are sent up every day
For those unknown ones along my way
Who pass me by but I'll never know:
I wonder about them as they go...

Have you stopped to ponder about
The people you pass while you're out:
If they are happy or if they are sad;
What kind of life they might have had?

Sometimes it can help  us  to stop and think
That everyone is a connector and a link
To something more  we are meant to see
Everyone is a part of my own tapestry..

Oh the masses fleeing from their war torn land

Oh the masses fleeing from their war torn land
Wandering homeless looking for somebody to understand
There are no more openings countries willing to take them in
This displaced exodus of victims trying to escape terrorism

Who will help them : these homeless, helpless band of refugees
All of us are feeling it and calling it such a shameful tragedy
Yet what will we do now as one people united under the banner of God
Will we close our eyes and wish them well along the road they trod?

Yes, who will help them and who will provide for them a place
They are all so hungry and all bare so much anguish on their face
See them the children and the aged ones so barely able to walk?
We all feel so sorry but that is only in the media and in our talk

Who will help them : these homeless, helpless band of refugees
All of us are feeling it and calling it such a shameful tragedy
Yet what will we do now as one people united under the banner of God
Will we close our eyes and wish them well along the road they trod?

What will we do then as we watch that scourge tear up their land
People are crying as they leave with very little possessions in hand
Exhausted and aimless as they walk and walk to who knows where
All of us watching claim to talk to God daily in our prayer??

Who will help them : these homeless, helpless band of refugees
All of us are feeling it and calling it such a shameful tragedy
Yet what will we do now as one people united under the banner of God
Will we close our eyes and wish them well along the road they trod?

Will you have rest?

Will you be silent and will you be still?
Take some free moments and quiet your will..
Slow down your thinking and slow down your pace;
Breathe in each moment, there's no need to race

Will be restless or will you be calm?
Allow every moment to touch you like balm.
Have  you some respite or have you some time?
Enjoying the universe is never a crime.

You seem to be frazzled and unable to rest
Too many worries cause pain in your chest
There;s  have to's, there's want to's and everything else
Must you keep going? Your mind slowly melts..

Summer's slow departure

I saw a flock of geese today and there was frost upon the ground
A certain sense of nippiness was in the  breezes all around
Something, inside me, was telling me that the fall was drawing near
And the sounds of summer, once so loud, will suddenly disappear

The coolness of the autumn months and the colors soft and warm
Will overtake the flowery blooms that cause the bees to swarm
The crawling creatures of the earth will plan their wintry rest
While gathering up their food supplies, choosing the very best..

The grass is slowing down her growth and the ants are on the run
While mother earth is opening up: seeds fall in one by one
It is the ending  of another season and a time to bid farewell
To everything that is summery though we love it all so well..

These gems of atmosphere

These seconds, these moments, these inchlets of time
Are creating the backdrops and triggers for rhyme
This beauty, this wonderfulness this exquisite space
Is bursting and bubbling with  unimaginable grace

So grasp them and hold them and keep them all near
These graces, these blessings, these gems of atmosphere

The daybreak, the sunlight, the breezes of our day
Are inviting and enlightening and influencing our way
The vapors, the raindrops,  the dewdrops yet unseen
Are all of them an echoing of the eternity pristine

So grasp them and hold them and keep them all near
These graces, these blessings, these gems of atmosphere

The thunder, the lightning, the earth quakes galore
Are speaking to us messages that are unsettling our floor
The wind storms, the tidle waves, the hurricanes each year
Are carrying in them the outbursts of every person's fear

So grasp them and hold them and keep them all near
These graces, these blessings, these gems of atmosphere

The night time, the darkness, the shadows that surround
Are hiding all the mysteries that are waiting to be found
The infinite, the cosmos and the things that are beyond
Are sighing and are singing in the forms we should respond..

So grasp them and hold them and keep them all near
These graces, these blessings, these gems of atmosphere

These quiet moments

These quiet moments silently keep
Energies and healings and echoes so deep
Sending us guardians, spirits from  God
Angel protectors for wherever we trod

Only in silence, the absence of noise
Can we be hearing the Eternal One's voice
Speaking the wisdom and the everlasting way
Giving us guidance and light for our day

Preparing the spirit and quieting the mind
This is the way that the prudent shall find
The treasures they're seeking, their silver their gold
Valued more highly than currencies sold

Hypocrisy in every line

Yes, I love the Lord and yes I do believe
But that stranger at my door.. I wouldn't ever receive?

And so I raise my placard and my Christian flag up high
Saying I'm so truly grateful that "I'm not like the other guy"?

Yes, I love the Lord and yes I do believe
But that stranger at my door.. I wouldn't ever receive?

I am so much more better than "that" sinner.. that person at the bar..
For the righteous ones are with me  and the evil ones are far...?

Yes, I love the lord and yes I do believe
But that stranger at my door.. I wouldn't ever receive?

From the liberalistic and their dogmas I am so quick to keep aloof
But I cling to my sacred bible and hammer them with its truth?

Yes, I love the lord and yes I do believe 
But the stranger at my door...I wouldn't ever receive?

So how can you say you're faithful while looking the other way
Saying we all have right to marry the heterosexual and  the gay...?

Yes, I love the lord and yes I do believe
But the stranger at my door.. I wouldn't ever receive?

If you have gotten this far in reading this twisted and troubled  rhyme
You would have surely come to notice there's  hypocrisy in every line

Yes, I love the lord and yes I do believe
But the stranger at my door.. I wouldn't ever receive?

Is anybody watching and does anybody care

The roaming and homeless are wandering around
Seeking safe havens and a more peaceful town
Children and women and old men and young
All are in a transit their sorrows are sung

Is anybody watching us and does anybody care
Can  you see our brokenness displayed on the aire?
Oh what are you waiting for and why don't you react 
We are like the forsaken our homelands are sacked

We with our with our safeties our securities intact
Can we ever imagine how we would react
If we were sent roaming and homeless one day
Would we be seeking shelter and be turned away...?

Is anybody watching us and does anybody care
Can  you see our brokenness displayed on the aire?
Oh what are you waiting for and why don't you react 
We are like the forsaken our homelands are sacked

The war torn, the weary, the starving for food
Are passing before us by all of us are viewed
But we with our comforts and coziness galore
Could never imagine being embattled by war

Is anybody watching us and does anybody care
Can  you see our brokenness displayed on the aire?
Oh what are you waiting for and why don't you react 
We are like the forsaken our homelands are sacked

The thousands upon thousands that are fleeing with fear
Are echoing inside me in the breezes I hear
The crying, the pleading, the searching for aid
How long will we ignore them this helpless briggrade

Is anybody watching us and does anybody care
Can  you see our brokenness displayed on the aire?
Oh what are you waiting for and why don't you react 
We are like the forsaken our homelands are sacked

© Joy Pachowicz. 2015

Our speech will betray us

Carefully created or out in a rush
Words can be gentle or not good enough
Cutting us deeply or soothing like oil
Sometimes our speaking can make us all boil

Rejoicing the heavens or demons in hell
Talking can destroy us or serve us all well
Too often we're clueless, too often we're blunt
Our words can be honest or making a front.

Choosing them carefully or letting them fall
How we construct them is affecting us all
Think we are all prudent or are we all fools?
Speech will betray us and our set of rules

In the hours passing by

The crickets are singing with the cicadas in the trees
Their echoes are riding  the barely blowing breeze
The lightness, the brightness, the blessings galore
Are some of the things that they're all singing for

Quietly the branches are reaching for the sky
On them are the colors of  the many who will fly..
Standing so nobly, so majestic, and so tall
The trees of the forest with their inner voices call..

Without any murmurings or soundings we can hear
The grasses and the meadows create an atmosphere
Of calmness and hopefulness and peacefulness too
All of creation is a continual "I love you"

The days and the minutes and the hours passing by
Speak to us of a wisdom that created you and I
Eternity, mortality and the uncreated Divine
Are becoming more together as the moments unwind..

The night storm..

I heard the thunder the lightning the wind
Each one with a moment that it would begin
Rousing the plant-lets and blowing the trees
Storm clouds  were releasing a harrowing breeze

Soaking the earth floor and washing away
Everything dusty: the remnants of  day
Noisy-ness greatness and powerful-ness galore
Joined up together and knocked on my door.

Flashes of lightning in more than one stroke
Lit up the places where light bulbs were broke
Dazzled and frazzled and awed at one time
My spirit was ignited and penned down this rhyme

Inhale the healing

Inhale the healing  that is riding in the wind of this brand new day
All of the molecules are working together to lead us into a better way...
Every one of the elements and plantlets stretching out across the land
Are carrying secrets to health and wholeness: do you really understand?

Helpful healers are emerging from the tiniest sprouts so green
Crying out to us to take notice of them in their places so unseen
Reaching out to us with the essense of all that is nourishing to our heart
All the plantlets are harboring elements most needed to give us a healing start

Must we pass them by each day inside of our whirlwinds of have to dos?
Is it possible that we might take notice of them and freely opt and choose
To rest our searching eyes and hungry spirits upon their path to peace
So that we might be able to know their energy and their therapeutic release...?