Ungrateful

 Ungrateful I have been

It's a crime and a sin.

 

While I was happy, having fun,

running free in the sun,

I never did stop and see

I was blessed just to be,

 

to have my health and all my days,

enjoy the warmth of sunshine's rays.

Now I struggle to get out.

Feeling pain, I want to shout!

Where is the sun? Where is my health?

I took for granted my true wealth.

But should it e'er return to me,

oh, how grateful I will be!

One Small Star

One small star,
the tiniest spark,
through the deepest black
gleams in the dark

just enough to let me breathe
to give me hope and rest at ease.

 Then, gradually,
my fading fear
reveals more stars
start to appear.

And hope,
though often comes with light
even now
is shining bright.

 

Honesty

Honesty...

to be true to myself.

 

Glimpses of joy:

barefoot, earth, sun,

trees, ocean, dance,

breath, creation, inspiration,

 connection...

myself, my loved ones, the earth

 

understanding... 

 truth becomes reality through choice

 

Loss of honesty

is loss of connection

is loss of self.

 

Just a little...

Just a little patch of blue

In the blanket clouds of grey,

Just a little silver lining

Gives me strength to face the day.

Just a little bit of hope

And the faith to carry on,

Just a little glimpse of light

And I feel I’m getting strong.

Just a little bit of laughter

And I feel my soul can breathe,

Just a little bit of courage

And I’ll face my day with ease.

Come home...

Where is the mover... wind?
The sustenance… water, earth and sun?

Where is the celebration
for which the soul is free to dance?

They are silent to us
as we are silent and deaf to them.

In the rage of the undying flames,

the scorching heat of the sun,

the devastating winds and the waters that flood,

our own rage and destruction are reflected back to us.

When will we come home?

When will we find harmony with ourselves
and the earth from which we come?

Extremely grateful

 Extremely grateful,

how could I not be?

I look outside, at the sparkling sea

and all the beauty surrounding me,

then remember the moments I have to share

with those I love and show them I care

The happy times, the angry, the sad

All are not equal, but all are not bad.

I've had a full life

and it wouldn't be right

to simply forget 

or to hold it tight.

I'm grateful
and I've got to let go

of what I've been given 

to others bestow.

A full life it can only be

when I give back what's been given to me.

The Journey

 A stone, a rock, a stumbling block;

you trip, you fall, and sometimes stop.

You want to feel,

but not the pain.

You don't want sorrow;

just the gain.

 But in the darkness of your fear

a light can suddenly appear...

 

A little sign, a spark of hope

to guide you on and help you cope.

The sun is ever shining still

beyond the clouds above the hill.

 Each step you take

through pain you feel

reminds you
that the journey's real 

So... seize that rock and cry those tears.
Then climb that peak and face those fears

Remember that the hills you climb

once were mountains in your mind.

 It's all before you

now you see:

embrace your journey
and be free!