The Wheels Of Time Go By

If I ponder 

and I often do,

I go somewhere else with you.

 

If I were to wonder

and I sometimes do,

where would we be

if not, for you

leaving

when the winds of time

expired,

and around the time I felt 

a beginning coming

or possibility of eventual joy,

you left this world

and I

lost my breath

and strangely knew,

after all the years of you 'shooting through'

I knew this time, you would not arrive

back on the scene, in the same form of life,

or in the to and fro 

as when you 'breezed by' in the come and go. 

So on this new misty day,

I know the fog will lift

softly you will drift past in the clouds, 

waving down at the long ago,

when and how you always knew,

this life would never be

where you stood still, beside me.

 
 BP photo: Eventually, I found your bike in Lenswood 

Becoming Golden

I am an autumn leaf

I am the flowers at my feet

I am the feathers found upon the ground

in a garden graced with nature spirits.

Pixies dancing in the laundry basket,

joy as a golden Frangipani shares

the final bloom before the frost.

 

Our joy will rise to Easter skies

and Love will shine from land to sea.

I feel the soul of every tree, inside me.

 

Written on Good Friday, April 7, 2023

 

Religious resurrection event in the style of European late middle ages painting.

This is entirely computer generated image 

with the usual image editing/manipulation for final composite.

No references used, not based on any real painting from the period.

 

From Blonde To Silver

Long years ago I left my home

believing it was the only choice given me

but indeed now I see with clarity.

Just leave your lover.

Just save who matters

Go. No.

Just Quit The Job

and stay and stop the day work.

Yes. Stay.

Just continue to be devoted to priorities.

Stay where you are,

Stand strong 

to ride the tempestuous waves

to call truth 

just shut the shop. Just stop home.

Be there where you always were

and define the curbs beside the road.

Put down those heavy, heavy hidden loads.

 

Keep the children safe from harm,

dismiss all others to find their way

owning all the carpet dust,

just speak up loudly when you must.

 

 

Credit Image: Sydney-Smith-Full,

Lions Roar online August 2022.

Illustration to May We Be Safe, by Barbara Gates

 

Brave Souls

Brave souls are alive,

taken for a ride,

like the blossoms blown away

in the winds of spring

when everything is whirled around

and finally it settles down,

a little higher off the ground.

Brave souls do know

nothing stays the same,

changes come to claim

the present,

open this gift

go deeper not wider, go deeper.

The gains come, when within us,

we choose Willingness.

Willingness leaves the way

wide open for the new, new day

when traveling brings you within

when the truth you seek

is where you meet your frightened self

and look to see

not who abandoned you

but who did you abandon too.

 

When all you ever need is to see and know

there is only Love, or the Call for Love.

Choose once again.

The soaking spring rain will regenerate you

to see the fruit growing

to see the peach reach maturity

to see the summer harvest shine

when you and yours combine

when I am you and you are me

and All Is One is how we see

the fruiting trees strengthening

as every change of season brings

summer, autumn, winter, spring.

Part 2

Along the way through our lives

there comes the time when we say

I wish there was another way.

We traveled far and wide.

We had picnic days our own way,

but comes the day and comes the time

when we reach what seems to be

'the ending line'.

Some brave souls know the way to go

is not wider horizontally

but deeper,

deeper where the soul can see,

that immersing with our shadow side

heals old patterns much denied,

so when we rise from that dark night

the wider plains do not entice

as we have lived the valley life

and going deeper led us to

the Real me and the Real you.

We looked for love where it always was,

but life changes and ways transform

so in these times we are shown

to go the distance and see the view,

the mountain top is calling you.

Old patterns fade in the sun

old ways were once leading us

but if we want the Love that's true

then see the one who looks at you

and surely see the call for love they show

never knowing what you see

not being you, or being me.

We come from One and finally

when this life is passing

and the bridge lights up

it is Peace and Love that lead the way.

Going deep will heal old ways,

the tourist route unravels

so our life is blessed when we know

the road less traveled is the way to go

Home to Love where life is simple

and the tender heart rests knowingly.

You will find what is missing

when you look in the right place and realize:

 

You had it all the time 

Only Love Is Real

 

I wrote this on October 14, 2018 

In Quietude With You

 

Sitting here on the earth with you

I am guided through

silence

connection to the mystery

knowing

the unknown is a gift

a heavenly lift

a treasure to view

up-close to you.

You see me 

silently listening to you.

You hear me blessing our earth

and calling Love and pure mirth

to sing carols of joy

with prayers of peace

for softness dwells beneath.

So, walk on gently.

Sing your heart songs.

We all long to belong

in peaceful places with beautiful spaces.

Blessings and Joy

for a quiet festive season

with our New Earth rising

with great goodness coming

for one and all

creatures great and small. 

 

Written December 18, 2020

Who Sits With The Flowering Moss

Soft and gentle was the way

to enter into this spring day,

hard and strong does not belong

where the worms work and live, 

where the heart dwells, 

where forgiveness brings 

blessed peace to sleep.

If I were a bird flying by
I would see the green and know
a landing pad lies below.

I see now, as above so below,
as we live, so we go
further along or to and fro,
rolling over hills or falling off cliffs,
we think and we drift
we sink or we lift
up, to a higher place.

We sit with the mossy bank,

in the forest with the trees.

Be with us please. 

 

Written September 2020

Believing And Receiving

It is about believing and receiving

and indeed about healing.

It is about knowing and unfolding

and remembering and forgetting.

It is about releasing and retrieving

and collecting and relieving.

And all this may sound intriguing

but it is about believing.

And that is where we start.

We start with heart

and old times of fear,

we start with when

fear patterns were clear,

it is about what was when

and what was indeed surrounding you then?

Who was where, and where was what,

and what indeed you have not forgot.

Could this be loud and clear within,

and you will need to shine a light

to release that pain and darkest fright.

Somewhere inside

you felt overwhelmed…

you felt small in that earlier world,

you felt little chance of coming through

and when you did so much was new.

New and heavy,

was replacing steady

replacing all you ever knew

and challenging your body 

to pull itself through.

The world looked murky

and you felt small

and you lived in hope to survive it all.

Well now dear one

let’s start anew

and believe there is help

to guide you through

to the light so bright

to clear the way

and let your body feel more ease

and leave the tension,

leave the fear

and use a light and flowery way

to start each and every day.

We see you are imaginative

and here is a gift that we will give to you.

To help heal your cells

we will bring colour to your inner being

and faith to carry you along,

until you’re feeling much more strong.

 

The colour lies in nature now,

and it’s everywhere and all around

and just for you to help you start

a picture links with your heart.

So choose a picture which brings you joy

and focus love on what you see

and bring that inside to where fear lies.

Now like ‘copy and paste’

we will erase

the old memories stored in your cells

and bring love in

to fill yourself up,

with all and everything

to fill your cup

with delight and light,

as present dreams

so let old pain go,

let history slide

and catch your self enjoying the ride.

 

The ride to breathe in fresh air,

and all you need to make it clear

that life is about seeing,

then believing in possibility

and then the faith to fill you up

and the knowing, yes the knowing

is the answer to,

all that needs to come to you…..

It is the knowing you will be well,

it is the knowing that your time is here

and no longer carrying those old fears.

You see dear one,

the best is yet to come for you

and being fully faithful

to who you are

is the answer you need

to heal old truths, to clear old cells,

to fill new cells

with lovely wells of light and energy

and clarity for who you want to be and more.

Be yourself, not who you were,

be your Self

and create that woman you dream to be.

Freedom is the answer clear

being free

and being nearer

to all you ever wished was true

create that list and follow through.

Create a life so good that you

take bold steps to make it true.

One step, then two and follow through........

just focus on bringing in all you want

and letting go of everything else

and let us see how you will heal

being true and being Real.

 

When this message came streaming, on June 16, 2013,

I posted it on Come Blossom Come Fruit

as I found it was unclaimed.

I always wondered why and I clearly remember 

I was driving in the hills, when the words started,

and so I needed to pull over

beside a forest on Swamp Road.

Perhaps the time has come.....Now.

The garden photo, taken today,

is the blossoming Crab-Apple tree. Glorious to see.