He Was My Longtime Friend

Ten years ago you left the bus

to start the end of you and the end of us.

Ten days later you suddenly died

in a deck-chair on a city footpath.

I grieved your loss

day after day and on and on

but now I finally have come through

as strong,

or stronger than I’ve ever been

as I’ve seen you in the world unseen.

I sit here in the misty morning

thinking of that last weekend

cutting ‘willow wands’ and wattle sticks,

drinking espressos or woody & earthy Assam tea

and we were contented you and me.

I see deep below

there always was a dark hollow

where you lived with homeless men

but up there in the light of heaven

you still do your best

to find a pillow to ‘line a nest’

caring for ‘those left behind’

when the road ahead is unlit by friends.

So the ants are here!

But only seen singularly,

at the bathroom basin, on the window sill

meandering over my laptop screen

inside the pages of my book

this week, one is wherever I look;

not the path that hundreds took

as you observed their worker ways

to while the hours in your unscheduled days.

Time is for the living

the breathing-in and giving

the breathing out

to take life in, breathing all to begin.

Now and Again

Where and When

Here and Now

we learn somehow

life is here this very moment

we never know when living goes.

God Knows.

(Written on April 26, 2015 in memory of CMR who was my long-time friend.)

I Weep. I Weep For The Men

I weep. I weep for the men

who until then

never asked for help or looked within.

For the way ahead

may be dark indeed

and I hope with all my heart

that the light streams

and there are ways

to express the depths,

to clear the haze.

May nurturing come

and nourishment be,

may they have the love

they surely need

and when will they call for help

to uncover themselves and shine their light

into the darkness of ‘the dark night

of the soul’ who longs in a plaintive way

for the affection, encouragement

and someone who’ll say

‘Come near and rest

you have tried your best’.

You dear friend need to change,

to know your own true ways,

to walk away from hazy days.

Let you be the one

healing to the core

before you carry any more

loads of burdens you do not need

and now is the present,

with a call for freedom ringing clear

take this year

to meet yourself

and shake your life courageously

to bring yourself to being free.

Free to feel.

Free to heal.

Let all the past dissolve away.

Call the new to heal you

Now.

No time to wait or hesitate.

Come to yourself.

Honor yourself.

Shine your light now.

(Written on April 25, 2015)

Come Blossom Come Fruit

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You My Precious Are A Posy

As flowers bloom in their beautiful ways

and bring their loveliness to this day

so with each petal here

it is very true and surely clear

‘you My Precious are a posy’

with simple daisies and delicate roses,

bright blue salvia amongst sweet honeysuckle,

as every morning you shine your light,

you persevere to adapt in ways

that help you through some testing days.

All around grows your garden of old trees and fragrant shrubs

as you sit at home, ‘the very hub of your world’

a resilient woman with the will to live ‘the golden rule’

and display true patience in every way

beautiful is who we see

a posy of blooms of fragility.

The Courage To Be Myself

Let much go

you know it’s time

to walk ahead

leave much behind

as now you have the courage to

be yourself

and follow through

with all you wish to create

the path is clear

through this open gate.

So take yourself

and this best chance

and live the life

which will enhance

the deepest callings

from your spirit

be here Now

really Be

and every way

is lit today

and in this Now

you know how

to embrace your space

embrace your place

and bring this joy

to your inner heart

you have the spark

to light the flame

you have the Will

to live anew

and make this lifetime

the one that shines

you are here Now

and it is time.

Embrace each day

in every way

that heals your soul,

that clears the shadows,

that calls ahead

let me be the one to be myself

let me be who I know I am

let me shine my inner light

to show me all is safe ahead

and all old wounds are truly healed

when listening to the call of Spirit

singing me home to deep within

my heart is shining

so I begin

Now

(Written with Rose Geranium on January 24, 2015)

Bright Light In Darkness

Oh, come to the garden

bring your light within,

let’s open our hearts and happily sing.

Let’s let in the lightness,

the gladness and joy,

let us be our best selves

and share kindness around

let days be as free

as we want them to be

and let us be successful in all of our deeds.

May golden beams light each day

and may we rest in deep sleep to restore our cells

then arise each morning with stories to tell.

Truth from our hearts and love from our centres

sharing whatever we may

and bringing deep wisdom when we gently say:

Go within

go without

go gently

be strong

go forward

go yonder

go wherever you see

the bright light in darkness beckoning thee

to lead

to love

to follow your heart

to live by example is the best place to start.

(Written on New Years Day January 1, 2015)

When Heart Bells Chime In Their Own Sweet Way

Divinely blessed

here you are

listening to a call afar

listening in

with all your heart

waiting here

as it all starts

blossoming.

And bells are blooming

with the sweetest scent

and all the air is laden fresh

as raindrops dwell all around

and in your heart

you feel the sound

of Love…….

The peace

the quiet

the heaven sent

the kind you seek

and always meant

to find.

But oh, many lessons came with that

as you looked for what

you thought you needed

and none of those succeeded

the way you thought

they ought

to do

but, truly dear

we’re telling you

they always do

enlighten you,

bring the lessons you came to learn

and every time you did discern

and grew to leave,

to indeed succeed

in growing

and coming to

the knowing that

all we do

is our path

and in our heart we know that’s true

as growing is a learning too.

Every time you come to share

and give a sense of all your caring

then in that way

and in your sharing

comes a blessing to lead you on

to somewhere new

and someplace stronger

within you.

So as the bells chime in their own sweet way

you are here in your everyday

to simply follow

in a simple way

and all will bloom

and fragrance will indeed

show you how

you do succeed

by proceeding on, in a patient way,

to seek yourself and hear us say……

Keep going

keep the door always open

and into your life

at any time

comes the sweetest bell

with the clearest chime

the bell to ring

the changes in

the bell to swing

on any lovely breezy day

and let you feel

in every way

the blessings all around you

the every-days you live through

the awareness of the little things

and the simplest way

the daily brings

Love to you.

Hearts will sing

when you love yourself in your life you have

the inner joy glows bright

as you pass to sleeping every night.

Oh glory, glory

I hear the call

of every bell in the countryside

lightly chiming to call the day

it’s yours’ indeed

so bring in play

and expand yourself in many ways.

Written in the New Moon with the beautifully fragrant Philadelphus Mexicanus, Mexican Mock Orange, on November 22, 2014. 22/11 = 2 Master numbers