Christmas

The story of a world saved,
a man holding our hand
Guiding us with a new way of thinking
and a great sacrifice made

His love song began
With a star, sweet parents, wise men,
and salvation born on a manger’s floor
a great awakening unto man
a blossoming of consciousness like never before
a brighter light shone on God’s plan

He lived a life worthy of our praise
An example for you and I to follow
his encircling arms, and lasting embrace
a reminder that we are full, perfect, and not hollow
We are children of the sacred, armed with trust and light

The story of our life is whatever we make it
so let us give thanks and let our spirits take flight
with the transcendent joy in his story writ
a time spanning classic of love at first sight

Halcyon

I pour out
I fill up
All that is given is saved
Be still sweet cup
And, together, be raised

Blog Food

Pink is the color of her cheeks and nose.

Smeared with cotton candy snuck
by a toddler in slapdash thieves clothes

A bat man cape, dark footie pajamas and a mask on our poor puppy no less

I heard the crinkling plastic just shy of her escape
I traced her sticky handprints from the kitchen to the dining room drapes

The giggling curtain conjured memories of that wizard in oz
The mess was more like the HBO series in the prison of the same name

The window treatment came down in a whirl of pink pawed and thunderous applause

Revealing a sweet face and a shrill voice exclaimed “isn’t this a lovely game!!??!!”

Anchor

even though it seems that my heart forgets the song I must remember that it is always humming with the love in the air and on the lips of those with whom I speak and in the eyes of those that pass. Even though it seems that my ears can not hear it, the song is always playing, it is the tree that mistakenly believes it is alone, not making a sound as it falls. We hear you sweet tree, your crash landing reverberates so bitter-sweetly creating many beautiful, multifaceted stories witnessed and experienced by all. The journey to rock bottom is not necessary to the song but helps those of us lost to find it. The only definite in the music is the destination, a pure singular tone that washes away all of the tiny details of up down tree and rock. A tone that returns us to each other and boils it all down to perfection. close your eyes and allow yourself to embrace the anchor of you to all, the song to which we may not always remember but can never really forget Ommmmmmm………

Conduit

Love is heading straight for you
as quick and as strong as you give it away
just sit back and allow me to adore you
we can live forever this way

Aspirant

Love as you breathe, bliss pervades.
Breathe as you love and all is saved.

Repose

Stillness is a well
Refill your bucket frequently
Draw on the water liberally
Use it in any way,
you feel so compelled

Happy Birthday Love

Confetti, balloons, candles
But not too many
Unless we’re talking about lovely afternoons
Or walks on the beach in our sandals
Your quality introspection,
communions with the stillness
And your journey of discovery and investigation are another year older today
I bless your pursuit of wellness
And I say many, too much, and all of your energy
To this and all following years of your endeavor
As we feel the sand on our feet on this side of forever
And we lose the US and and become the ocean, the sun, the water and the heat In a celebration of wisdom and peace
That is another tempered year
Together
I’m proud to behold your unique
And beautiful rendition
Of the limitless you project
So gracefully
As we step courageously
Ever vigilant in this grand expedition

Happy Birthday Lovely Melita!

Reliable Vehicles

Drive me and I’ll drive you,
we can go places together