Seeking Your Shelter from the Storms

I came to you

on the westerly wind

and then with this gale force,

caught I was

under the wiper blades,

and noticed by you

in the garage shade.

Not many folk

would look at me

and immediately

think there’s a verse to write,

so bring me indoors

from those gusty frights.

I have been most everywhere,

but in the quiet

I will share

something for you

to tell a few

observant ones

who may wish to

change their ways

on blustery days.

Stay indoors

as windy squalls

have a way of battering

your peace of mind and many things…..

They say, go another way,

make your choices, everyday.

If I had been in a protected place

I would not have needed

to hide my face

and blow every which-way.

I may have had a calmer day.

When you look at life

and some stormy plights,

you may wonder why it was

you,

who was ‘blown away’,

when other folk

could just stay

calmly centred

and live to tell

a happier tale

of a natural force

which pushed them on

and through divorce.

Whether it was a surprise

depending on the troughs

or hilly rise,

I think the time

to think ahead

is when you arise

first light from bed.

Pay some attention

to which way the wind is blowing,

listen to your inner knowing.

If, for example, you wonder why

storms blow often

in the camp you lie,

roll your swag

and catch the bus,

leaving town at your earliest,

flying the nest

is intuitively wise

for what is best.

Never ignore the early signs

of storms approaching,

six foot swells

or possibility of the darker wells.

So I am somewhat puzzled this evening

that a brown Eucalyptus leaf

is giving meaning

to some restrictions and stormy cycles,

or places to go not there,

choose a calm and sunny day

when deciding what is best for you,

protect yourself and trust you will,

find a kinder place to rest

choose a partner who passes the test

of patience, compassion and the temperament

to allow you peace

and a quiet corner with a garden seat.

So I have a message here from the gale

blowing through all outside

who and where,

how and what,

calling to me now safe inside……

Life may bring gusts your way,

shelter from the storm,

choose your peace and a gentle breeze

and life will foster all your needs.

Listen to your inner self,

do not stay

where you are valued least,

cross that bridge to greener grass

and find friends who cherish you

as your life matters,

indeed that’s true.

Written on October 16, 2013.

This verse surprised me, as it is different to my usual inspirations.

The leaf was calling a warning for me to share.

We all need a safe place to rest and grow, and I don’t know, but if this may resonate with you, leave soon for safety that honors you.

Cherish yourself.

Translucent Blue For You

This is The Bearded Iris that I wrote about on my previous post. I love this colour.

Simple Gifts

I love your colour

your fragrance too

that is as subtle

as your heavenly blue…

If all the world

was soft and lovely

and all of life

was calm and happy,

what a wonderful world would be

everywhere for us to see.

And every one would enjoy

the simple gifts that nature brings,

all the songs the birds do sing,

and what I feel enthuses me

so I wish we all

may have this view

of a delicate bearded Iris like you.

But if you live in lands that are

not conducive to such treasures

then appreciate

those gifts you have there

that nature brings to share.

A buttercup, a bee

or something beautiful to see.

Maybe, anywhere you look

sacred geometry fills your view

as looking closely brings you in,

to witness plants or grains of sand,

pebbles, grasses or rocks on land.

Open wide, to absorb inside

all there is gifted you

to bring awareness into your present

and gratitude for life within it.

(Written with translucent mauve-blue Bearded Iris flowers)

Butterfly Kisses

Although you have gone on

ahead of me

I am relieved

your body’s free

of pain

and blindness

and difficult cycles

and what we remember

now

is peace surrounds

and all above

is showing me

you are walking easier

and seeing again

and we will meet up

when

I pass over to the other side

there we’ll be

happily

devoted again

as loyal as true

companions we were

me and you.

Every time I see a butterfly

I know,

like when three days ago,

one landed on my fingers

you were around

‘blowing kisses’

(Written on September 8, 2013, which was five days after my dear and lovely, blind Greyhound died.)

Our Saving Grace.....A healing message, with love to the animals, from a little hound

With all this warm

and welcome sunshine

here comes a day

to move along,

this very day

has brightened us

and there is a sense

of synergy

as you admire me

and I am happy to be

blooming fresh

into Spring,

as everything at last

has passed,

and gladly now

transformation comes

so let’s move on,

and with delight

celebrate

this sunny, bright

happy day

and I hear your little hound-dog say……

“I love the chicken and the egg,

the yoghurt there to mix it up

and this past week

we have survived all storms

please let us

have gratitude for a normal way

to rest in sunshine

and please believe

I’m not dying yet

I have new spirit all around

‘Believe me Bee, we have been found.’

We nourish the souls

and come back to centre,

we bring back balance

and we rest as best

as all we do

is for me and you

and the care of animals

everywhere

if you will write

and then you share,

the saving grace of me has been

raspberry juice,

mineral Celloids

bush essences

apple and yoghurt,

and free range protein,

keeping up fluids to me

and watching carefully

to prescribe for me.

And through it all,

here we are

and here we’ll be

for some time

you’ll  see.

So let’s resume

our healing pattern

No little box

lined in satin!

I’m alive, and you see my joy

as I skip my feet,

wag my tail

and sleep soundly now

sunshine streaming in,

Spring has come,

let’s re-begin.

(Written on September 2^nd, 2013, at 1.30 pm with a fresh and beautiful solitary late-lowering Daphne. It had exquisite fragrance, soft pink frosted star-like petals and healthy foliage.

Nine hours later Poppy was in great pain with a cyst, she lay on my tummy all night long barely moving, she happily ate egg for breakfast, and then gently passed into spirit,  nineteen hours after this verse came to us)

My Lovely, Poppy, ('Little Pops') greyhound, has been consoling me in her own energetic and heartening ways, from time to time in the past 4 weeks.

I have posted a number of inspiring verses on my Come Blossom Come Fruit website/blog and hope you read them there www.comeblossomcomefruit.com

Rest Is Important

You are moving on

do not look back

keep on going

you will find your space

and in right timing

a perfect place

to truly settle

and we want you

to rest many hours

in everyday,

no more pushing

your self away.

You my dear

are the one

to care for you

and listen to

every feeling you recognize

your cells are talking

under southern skies.

Yes we know

your endless plans

and ways you fill

your everyday

with endless labour

until you say……

Yes I will

take a rest,

swing a swing

or meander a path,

lie on the sofa

and do some reading,

all times for resting

healing and seeding,

planting greens

and living dreams

time is calling

you to slow

for a few months

and at least to know

you are remarkable,

resilient and strong,

but take it easy

let some time hum-a-long,

everything has it’s season

and we tell you this

for a reason.

Rest a while

take your time

go at your pace

and listen within

we all have our ways of tuning-in.

(This was written August 2013, in the Australian winter-time season, for another person, who was ‘running on empty’.)

There is only Love

Give me a life full of light
and sunshine and smiles,
give me strength to walk
a long-winding mile.
Bring heart to my heart,
and freedom to see
dancing light around me.

It’s here, it’s here,
it always is,
pink, just pink
and gloriously clear.
Oh let me look up
in times when I’m down,
help me to smile
when I feel that I frown.
Oh start my life
from this day on,
and help me be
courageous and strong.”

Oh joy! Oh joy!
Oh beautiful song,
we’re here to love,
and know we belong.
So let’s lift ourselves
into bright sky,
and call in our helpers
to carry us higher.
Higher than all the years
we have lived,
Higher and higher
on pink wings, we forgive.

Sunbird has no memory,
it glides ever high,
it carries us over
old valleys to sky.
So bring in the crayons
and light up your life,
carry us higher
to the lightest light.
And if we ever
look down all our day,
remember, remind us
to play and say...
It’s love to uplift,
and joy is a song,
and whistle a melody
to carry along.
Put all of the darkness
that wells in your life,
to burn in a flame,
and ignite your new Self,
and climb to the light
on the ladder of love,
pink light is uplifting
above, above....

Remember the Oneness
and blessings from Heaven.
Remember your soul
is learning each life,
and soul families will challenge,
or share your strife.
The essence is Love
so the world goes around,
and flowers will spring
on every mound.
It’s daisies for simple,
and lavender true,
and roses of fragrance,
and pansies bring through
their thoughts for those in times untold,
the colour of yellow,
the colour of gold,
and loving hugs do gently unfold.

But hear us say
from worlds above,
There is only love,
only Love.

I wrote this on New Years Day 2007, and posted a much longer version on my “Gnomes Waving Gleefully” blog. In those days my nickname was Nomi……

Anyone can still read that blog, which began in 2005, when I first started writing these verses.  So much of the content was inspired by plants, nature, healing my grief and pink love.

I was reading some of gwg blog today, and am grateful I now post similar verses on my Fully Faithfully blog.