Category: Poetry
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Born For This*
Was I born for this? To speak To write To witness the degradation of society, and unity, and Truth? I am beginning to believe I was – born for this – for I am not afraid. The path of mud soot stickiness and filth has been cleared and cleansed and washed anew by Your Love.…
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If I Could…
If I could just read one more book then maybe I would understand why babies are allowed to perish and tornados permitted to ravish the lives of hard-working good-natured folk. If I could just memorize one more prayer then maybe I would be worthy of consoling the grieving one and attracting men to the Son,…
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The Strength
Refraining from open judgment, my heart acknowledged the strength of all eternity… How else could my soul offer goodness and seek goodness with those who wish to crush me?
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The Solution
What ails you can be whisked away into the clouds billowing overhead. All you need to do is open the top flap of your mind and allow the troubles to flow upward, away from your spiritual eye. Then, as there will be empty space remaining, your vision no longer blocked by man’s helplessness, you will…
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Whirling
“My hope for you is that you will embrace your dervishness.” Her words landed immediately on my lips in a smile. My heart laughed with joy while I watched the long, thick braids of my childhood spin with abandon, like soft, lovely ribbons on a breezy day. What freedom to hear that my dervishness is…
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Vast
There’s no limit to the Love within. Sure, it’s stifled, at times, by my humanity that sees only me and wants revelry – and it’s hard to find in the darkness of self and the arrogance of mind – but it’s vastness is certain, it’s never-ending flow guaranteed by the One Source of Life the…
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Now
Dark was the night when You came to me – cold lonely selfish afraid – and all I could do was run away Your Light – too bright Your Love – too strong so much running since then and stopping and starting again until embracing Your truth The Time Is Now for Your Light to…
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Demoted to Nuisance
He’s always been sneaky, cunning, and witty; but now that the light shines so bright in the eyes of my heart, he’s merely a nuisance – like trying to read without my glasses. And, when I recognize him messing around with the heart of another or distracting a friend with lies from the past, I…
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Do the Work
What’s obvious is merely a distraction – it points away from the truth lying deep within. Don’t get me wrong – it’s great that you quit drinking and now show up at your son’s soccer games – but know this: the pride the self-pity the conceit the fear and the shame will not lie long…
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To See
What must I study today? What must I learn? Missing these things, through attachment to others, thickens the quicksand in which I stand. So, I ask again – What must I study today? What must I learn? Dear God, open my eyes so my heart can see!