The River

By a brook,

a running stream

I walked as in

a waking dream.

Beauty reflected,
the waters ran clear,
here, I felt safe
with nothing to fear.

 The clean, flowing river,
the blood of the earth,
the cycle of life,
from death to birth,

 from where it comes
to where it goes,
from many streams
the river flows.

But then storms came
with ruin and pain,
I saw their mark
in the water's stain.

The dark, murky water
flowed out to the sea,
brown, dirty sludge
was all I could see.

I began to despair,
perspective was lost,
destruction prevailed
at beauty's cost.

I climbed a hill
and took a deep breath,
from high above,
looked down at the earth:

I saw the river
flow into the sea
and hope began
to grow within me. 

Tainted water was
cleaned and purged,
the sea held the river
as it merged. 

Life would flourish
where it began,
the river would once
flow clear again.

 

 

Remember

 

 

In times when I am filled with fear,

In times when doubt and anxiety
cloud my mind, remember.

Remember the bird's eye view.

Remember the sun behind the clouds.

Remember the ancient rhythms of the moon.

In their gaze and 

in their strength
I am held.

The Storm

 

There must have been a storm

that rained above your house,

the winds made a mess

of your room.

 

Empty and spent,

now all hollowed out,

left cold and dark

like a tomb.

 

Small fragments of who

you once called yourself

are strewn all over 

the floor.

 

And the things that you thought 

you needed the most 

blown out through

the wind-slammed door.

 

 But there must have been a strength

that stood within that storm.

For you are still standing, 

you're here!

 

And nothing can touch you or 

rob you of you.

Not worry, nor guilt,

nor fear. 

The you who remains,

stripped clean by the storm

 from the rough outer shell

of your seed

 

is the beautiful soul

who, once clothed in rags

now, standing here naked

is freed.

 

The Gateway

 

Enter in

Through the gateway of peace

Leave the noise

And the worries behind.

 

Breathe deep 

And relax

For now you are safe,

No judgement here you'll find.

 

Remember the truth

Of who you are,

Your beauty

Reflected, behold.

 

See Life unfettered, 

It flows like a stream,

Your story

Is free to unfold.

 

Answer the call

That sings to your soul

Like birdsong

From above.

 

Go out

In your strength,

You're never alone

Connected to life-giving Love.

Life Force Energy

 

I am
a survivor, a fighter,
and I learned to be the driver.

I am
a dreamer, a creator,
and a master manifestor.

I can sense the 
Life Force Energy
everywhere I go.

I embrace this
life of beauty,
living in Abundant Flow.

Moon Talk

She knows
the flow and ebb of life,
the high of joy,
the low of strife.

I think, while I
upon her gaze,
she's been here
long before my days.

 

 A steadfast compass

she's to me,
beyond just what
my eyes can see. 

 

I know she's seen

so many things:

wishes with tears

and dreams with wings.

And when the dark
obscures my view,
as so often
it will do,

 

her light, though veiled 

still draws me in,
her hidden glow

felt deep within.

 

Her fullness makes
my heart feel strong,
reminds me,
here's where I belong.

 

 I feel her rhythm

to my bone.
I know that I
am not alone.

 

Sacred Moments

 

Early morning silence,
beholding the fading stars,
faint stroke of the Milky Way
painted across the dark of the sky,

constellations shifted,
sparkling their goodbyes,
end of one night,
beginning of one day.

Gold-streaked heavens, hints of blue,
walking through sunlight-dappled forest,
sweet sound of birds, flow of a stream,
breath of the wind through my hair.

Late afternoon sun,
glowing through trees to the west,
reflecting off hills in the east,
hue of the Golden Hour inviting me to breathe.

Cool crisp of the evening air,
moon peaking over hills,
fading from soft yellow to ivory white,
radiant glow holding my gaze, captivating.