For Love Of Trees

We came for the trees

after lives of never thriving,

we came alive

we walked the hills

we lay in grass and planted the fields

but there was always

leaving,

always leaving.

And this continued.

More walking

through forests and over mountains,

the quiet times

the longing

the yearning

the creation

the separation,

the seemingly endless parting.

But here today

as the lilacs bloom under the cloudy sky

I know why

the charity of sweet fragrance fills my heart with calm,

with peace beneath the trees,

the magpie flies above

and now it is my time to find the way every day.

God knows where you are

and I know I am with him.

'God goes with me where ever I go' *

Trees grow where they are planted

birds fly across the sky and sing each day.

A bird is heard whenever we are listening.

I am listening now,

I am here now.

We came to be with the trees.

This understanding

shines the light through me.

 

* Lesson 41 "God goes with me wherever I go"

Workbook for Students: "A Course In Miracles"

Foundation For Inner Peace

 

 

Sweet Bells Of Beauty

Oh sweet-heart bells

you chime so joyously 

this bright new day

and your luscious scent swings through

with the freshness of you.

 

And every Spring

little honey birds bring

more joy to see

as they playfully weave in and under

your green-green growth.

This view I do welcome most.

 

Little birds like feeding

in your golden pollen,

protected by abundant leaves

and delighted ever

am I to see

another charming season of bells

humming in the heavenly realms.

 

- Philadelphus Mock Orange -

 

Light On The Mountain Path

A Mountain God in Cape Provence, South Africa

as observed by 

Clairvoyant Geoffrey Hodson

and illustrated by Ethelwynne M. Quail in 1937.

I have a series of coloured plates in his book.

This is a photo I took of Plate 14. 

One of the Mountain Gods

seen high above the Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens,

where there are many wild and cultivated flowering plants.

The Kingdom of the Gods by Geoffrey Hodson

Published 1972

The Theosophical Publishing House, India.

 

Flowers As Healers

A flower here and a flower there

is evermore joyful

when flowers are everywhere,

so here today may I share

a field of summer flowers

bringing light to everyone

as pink love shining in the sun. 

(Photo image by Annie Spratt at Lions Roar)

 

You Rise And Shine

Day after simple day

I hear whispering

on the wings of butterflies

fluttering by

to rest.

 

Every flit of fragility

sings to little flowers,

through fading days

hear us say.

We will settle, still to be

the beauty you will always see

 

Vale to John Prine,

Folk-singer-songwriter, who passed away

in Nashville, Tennessee USA on April 7, 2020

You Rise and Shine 

 

Dear friends,

I am selecting some of the many and varied,

lightest or deepest writings I have received.

They come to uplift, with faith, understanding

or the grace of spontaneity.

With Love Bee Porteous

Love is the well where Divine wisdom dwells