So I Will Write You A Song

It’s twenty-five years on

so I’ll write you a song

in lieu of the poem

that long since has gone……….

........I did write the lyrics for a simple country ballad/waltz, which is waiting for the miracle of musical composition...... acoustic guitar, with sounds of yearning mandolin and Dobro steel-resonator. So wait a while and I will share them with you....

However, the following verses came to me at the same time.

Came a message for me

from heaven above

I loved you My Dear

I loved you My Love

you shone in my life

like a blue wren in a nest

you were someone I cherished

like a fabric handbag

always happy to see you

so happy and sad.

Happy because you were warm and sincere

sad because to me it was clear

you were the heart

and you were the soul

you were the one

who helped me feel whole

but I kept you

at a distance my Dear

because of my love

and because of my fear.

I carried the handbag,

the handbag of you

I never had notes

I only had coins.

I’ll pick you a daisy

a daisy a day

I pick you a daisy

until the wind blows away.

If ever the sunshine

ceases to beam

I will bring you a handbag

from a soft velvet ream.

It is just a start of what’s in my heart.

It is golden

it’s yellow

it’s time to be mellow

it’s time to rejoice

you now have a voice.

The voice is yours

it has come up from within

it is time to start

it is time to begin

so here I am

on this cool Summer night

sharing with you

my new found delight

just singing my song

and there will me more

more songs from heart

I will birth from within

and I on the inside

play music and sing.

I need the musician

to bring melodies

to carry the lyrics

like a warm summer breeze.

Invoking The Real Me

My red flower is blooming,

I see it smiling in the sunshine

waltzing in the breeze.

so happy to be itself

while all the while it’s growing,

just being true

all the way through

from petals down to roots

and I delight

to see such bright

evidence of it’s truth.

You see, and so do I

it is a flower in glorious bloom

and it is welcome

to be itself

welcome to truly bloom.

And here am I looking on

and believing that it’s true,

if a flower delights

in being itself

I am sure that I will too.

So here I am

and here I go

and further down the road

I will delight

I’m shining bright

I have un-bundled off my load.

Oh that’s good, oh that’s great

I hear you say to me

but why my dear

did you wait

why did you wait to see.

As you are light

the time is right

so waltz along my dear,

smile and dance,

entice romance

and enjoy a bright new year.

Be a flower in your life,

be a petal soft

be a girl

who loves to whirl

and twinkle in the night.

Oh be yourself,

you take the leap,

come out from hiding there,

dress in colour,

glide along,

keep on singing

now share your song.

Yes we see

and so do you

with bright new bloom

you have come to be

the self that’s true

Hello to ME!!

Soul Blossoming Petals

Here we go travelling slow

further on

further along,

time to cross the flowing streams

time to flow to and fro,

to and fro singing low

singing warm

singing light

crossing streams in sunshine bright.

Happy now in myself

singing sweet

singing high

blossoming petals face the sky.

Soul is shining

heart is glowing

life’s expanding

roots grow deeply

happy now my fruit is ripening.

I welcome the freesias

the perfumes of spring

the colour of lilacs

and bluebells to ring.

Here is the season,

in the joy of the sun

bringing growth

and much colour to come.

Golden rays on my hair,

bright shining eyes,

there is warmth in the air

and blue in the skies.

So here is the spring

for the close of the cold

spring-cleaning to clear

and lighten ten-fold.

Oh joy, for the spring

and the pleasure I feel

oh joy to my heart

with the release of the past

oh joy, oh joy

I am heartened at last.

“Life must blossom like a flower offering itself to the Divine”

The Mother

Universal flowerings mandala

Look inside

and you will see

that I am you

and you are me

together we

live in life

being ourselves

with all mankind.

It is our universal flowering

that smiles inside

nowhere to go

nowhere to hide,

the story now

is be yourself

as like everyone you know

we are all One

that’s how we flow

with Grace from above

and pink shining Love

time will tell

so we will grow

flowering gloriously

with a healing glow.

Sunflower gold

Sunflower gold

I am being told

is calling me

to come and see

travel the field

and look around

and there will be

your true self found.

Oh could it be

the real true me

waiting long

and now I’m strong

with the tall stem

I always wanted

growing here

growing there.

And I can say

and I can know

that growing fast

or growing slow

whichever speed I come to be

I am grateful now

that I ‘ve found me.

Then where was I

all these years

was I growing in all my tears

from a little seed,

to a golden skirt,

long green legs

and big brown eyes

I am looking out

through the skies

and in the misty blue I saw

I could be taller,

I could be more.

But then a bee

sat with me

and said look hear

you know inside

that you are golden

and you are tall

and across the field

you can explore.

Just open up your golden heart

and see the seed is where to start

and you are real

and you are strong

and now you know

you do belong

to the wide world of love and grace

you are whole so live this space

live your life

enjoy the sun

spreading rays of play

just have fun

and share your life with everyone.

Oh really is that the word

express myself

I can be heard.

I am a flower

with a golden crown

and the strongest roots

spreading far

so up above I reach the stars.

So now I know

who I am

and what I know

becomes my plan.

Be the goldest colour I can be

many petals for all to see,

I radiate sunshine

and I love me and you,

and God

and life in the green

standing tall and being seen.

I love the sun

I need the rain

and I am ready

to begin again

to start my life

strong and tall

and love to smile

and sing along

sing my song

I do belong.

If I were a sunflower

golden and true

that is my song

I would sing to you

singing soft and singing free

golden in my heart is me.

(Written Spring Equinox September 23, 2010)