The clock slowly ticks....

The morning, so quiet, has messages serene
Inviting and challenging: do you know what I mean?
Silence: be still now, and hear what is heard
By angels and spirits without need for word..

The hours are evolving... the clock slowly ticks
Spiritual secrets come out of this mix:
Wisdom and knowledge and wonderment too..
Listen and hear now; for God speaks to you

Before there is daylight, while quieteness reigns:
Silence is speaking, like cool falling rain
Soaking our being and washing our soul:
Diviness is working, exacting no toll...

Rise up in wonder and push through your sleep
Before  anyone notices try now to keep:
Vigil and wonderment with all those above,
Who sing to the world that: God is all love...

Hush now...be silent

Hush now be silent and hear all those breezes
Singing the melody that enlightens and pleases
Sounds from the sacred are riding these wind streams
Inciting our spirits to visions outside our dreams

Slow down be still now and feel your emotions
Touched by the movement of some molecular potions
Dew drops and raindrops are often our guests here
Resting so sweetly on plantlets and atmopshere

The warmth of the sunshine or  chill of the night air
Have soundings  that come out like aweness or answered prayer
Listening with intensity to the universe around us
Has led us to symphonies that sound like  the forest

Venture with wonder into all of this daylight
Miss not the moments that invite us to pure sight
Lost in the worldliness we forget our true nature
Is to return to the One who is our |Loving Creator

The breezes are singing ..

The sun's pushing through branches to rest on my window
The beams from its radiance are carrying a warming flow
Like natives who are dancing, the molecules are jumping
On wind streams that are passing and  whispering something..

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

The dew drops on plantlets are quietly singing
A song of a season where the flowers are springing
Winter still lingers with its chillness and biting
But Spring time is responding to the universal inviting

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

Colors of greyness and deadness are surrounding
The earth with the winter who's voice is resounding
But soon it'll be passing and spring time will blossom
With rain clouds and thunder and colors most awesome

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

So tune into the universe the world that's around you
Hear all of its secrets and the stories that is passing through
Only the most quiet ones,  the  humble, the silent
Can hear what the world could be without all of this violence

Hear how the breezes are singing their secrets?
So many, the voices, that come in these visits...
Peoples and nations: the rich ones and poor ones
Sound off like an athlete who's finishing a long run

Your eyes streamed with tear drops

Your eyes streamed with tear drops that echoed your pain
I wanted to catch them before they could stain:
The table; your garments; your spirit so sore..
Your eyes streamed with tear drops like rain on the floor

Your heart poured out clearly,  in each droplet that fell:
Revealing the unspoken: your own painful hell...
The tragedy; the sorrows' the secrets withheld:
Your eyes streamed with tear drops that no one beheld...

When daylight was fading, in your own home and place;
Your teardrops were falling. like cars in a race
Broken and beaten by life's own sharade
Your eyes streamed with tear drops, in silent parade

Though hidden and quiet, the angels of God;
Beheld all your suffering,  the road you had trod:
The heartaches; the sufferings; the laughter;  the joys:
Your eyes streamed with tear drops your hearts purest voice

Night is falling

The night is falling and the stars begin to shine
Angels whisper and they touch this heart of mine'
The world is resting and will let go of another day
Good night dear universe:  rest well I truly pray

Moments collide now and they enter into the sound
Of silent energy that permeates the world around
Softer whisperings are coming from the angel band
They are humming and their echoes touch me like a hand

Close your eyes now let go of the worries that you know
Trust yourselves to the angelic ones who love you so
Each second and  the minutes will dissolve into the bliss
That the angels transmit through their nightly loving kiss

Snowed in

A beautiful blanket of white
Creates a welcoming sight
Carefully with broom in my hand
I clear out somewhere to stand

Slowly the steps I descend
While brushing away this powdery blend
An icy mix challenges my feet
That long for some warmth and some heat

Quietly the chill of the morn
Slips through my gloves that are torn
Ignoring the bite that I feel
I sweep away snow with firm will

It would have been easier to wait
But the quietness is awesome and great
So out in this darkness before dawn
I clean away everything with a yawn ..

People weep...

People weep oh can't you see
They are near and far from me
Sending sighs that ride the air
Breezes carry them everywhere

People hurt, oh can't you feel
All their pain, it is so real
Bruises scars and innner hurt
Falling in the rain and dirt

People search, both far and near
For a caring heart to hear
But too often what they need
Is drowned out by all our greed

People hunger and they thirst
For a place without outburst
But there plight their cries sincere
No one ever ever will hear....

Wintry rhymes

Winter days,they bring a chill:
Challenge heart and challenge will
Yet, they bring an art unknown:
In the frost, at morn that's sown

Bundled up with extra clothes
Who you are: nobody knows
Like a mummy or a bear
Layered beings: everywhere

Some are cold and some are not
Winter touches all we've got
In the south the wind will blow
But rarely seen: is ice or snow

Way up north the freezing ice
Paints a picture without a price
Snow will fall and measure deep
But some creatures, romp and creep

In your place, at winter time,
What would be your poetic rhyme:
A snowy picture, wind or rain?
Tell me tell me your poem's refrain

What if we love...?

If, all the time, we used to gripe...
Could be transformed into something nice
The world would be like love again
And movements of change could all begin

But we all like  to hear our  voices:
Our own opinions..our rights... our choices
Yet when it comes to  hearing,, you
We close our hearts.. our minds:  it's true

So when the news is blaring out loud
And we're all so tempted to join the crowd
That points and scowls at the awful "other"
Wouldn't it be wonderful if we would shudder???

It  is all so cool,.. to run with the ball
And to  be seen with those who run,  not crawl;
But wouldn't it be something if we could stand
With those less fortunate..and hold their hand

And wouldn't it be awesome if we could see
That greatness is waiting for you and me
To see that loving and caring's the way
To build a castle that'll never sway

It isn't the norms that define what's right
But the love of God that gives us light
To see each person each night, each day
As a gift from God: there's no other way...

God loves me and you

Look out your window... look up at the sky
Beautiful love notes: hanging up high.
Stars in their orbit and sun bright and true:
Everything's  singing:  God loves me and you

Frosty bright memos on window and pane
Singing a melody something to remain
Coldness and freezing but love mixed in too
Even the winter sings: God loves me and you...

Darkness and brightness; the nightime and day:
Each have their purpose.. their own thing to say
Holding the elements and the hours it is true:
Morning and evening sing: God loves me and  you

Rough times and good times; bad times and all
Each one is carrying the Eternal One's call
Throughout all the chaos and  loveliness too
God keeps on reminding us: He loves me and you

Your Best Friend

There's always One who always sees:
The heart; the land; the skies; the seas
There's always One Who's always there
He's ready to love; to heal; to share..

When all the world would walk away;
Refuse to talk or look your way...
When all the rest, would block you out
There's One who stays: no need to doubt

The crowd can rule and shake the rest
But not the One who is your Guest
He stays unshaken,  unswayed by  all
He is the God of the great and small..

So when you're lonely and feel afraid
Of things unseen or the bills unpaid
Just know you're loved and have a friend
In One who made the beginning; the end

Southern snow storm

A beautiful blanket of white
Is creating a wonderful sight
It's pretty as pretty can be
This sprinkling of snow I can see

Though the morning's waking right now
The world is keeping silent somehow
For the commuters that normally run
Aren't ready to get out in the sun

Not even an inchlet of snow
And the people are refusing to go
For the rule of the south you can see
Is it's a blizzard if you want it to be..

Just like a dash of dustyness around
And the neighborhood is lifeless, without sound
For somehow the presence of snow
Is making  the anxious to work ,,more slow