Category Archives: Poetry

In every challenge…

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This post from Purplerays inspired today’s
NaPoWriMo entry.
Thank you!

Challenge

Something to give
And good to receive.
Things to let go
And blessings to keep.
Challenge is change
But not what it seems.
Draw from the Spirit within.

Something to pick
And new life to grow.
Things to transform
And colors to show.
Challenge is work
Much more than we know.
Draw from the Spirit within.

Something to drop
And good to take up.
Things to pour out
To refill this cup.
Challenge is flowing
So don’t hold it up!
Draw from the Spirit within.

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…………….In every………..
……………challenge………..

………there is a lesson………
……………..to learn………..

……….and a blessing……..
…………….to keep……………

– (~Zen Garden~)

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Web of Disconnect

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The worldwide web is wonderful!
It reaches round the earth
And disconnects the families
We’re given to at birth.

The worldwide web is precious!
It’s full of love and peace
‘Cause the grass is always greener
Where we don’t live and breathe.

The worldwide web is warming!
It comforts and it heals
Through blessed commiseration
For all of life’s ordeals.

The worldwide web is real!
The people say it’s so.
We plant the seeds together
So our agenda grows.

The worldwide web is wonderful!
A tool we can direct,
So may we cut the threads that bind
The web of disconnect!

Unprompted poem for
NaPoWriMo.

Related

We Are One

The Weaver’s Prayer

Threads of Creativity

Center

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Intelligent Lifeforce, Essence, Creator, Source
All Cosmic Conscious
Divine, Eternal, Infinite – Within Us!

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Somewhat like
Haiku,
a “lune” is a poetic form with 3 lines. This variant is 3-5-3 words, rather than syllables.

Unless you’re writing one, these are best read and used in meditation or contemplation, and not analyzed! 😮

From the daily prompt for
NaPoWriMo!

Life Prayer

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I know Life is living
Beyond what I see
And Being is being
Itself within me.
So freeing the freedom
Of all that I Am,
My heartbeat is heartened
With Spirit in hand.

For true gifts are given
To one and to all.
The king of all kingdoms
In greatest and small.
The beautiful beauty
Of peace, hope, and love;
The mind that is mindful
Of goodness above.

And seeing is seeing
One picture of life.
Yet Being is being,
No matter the strife.
And love always loving
Despite every care.
No limits can limit
The Lifeforce we share!

The Real I have realized,
This Truth is for me.
My thanks cannot thank You
For letting me be.
Yet living is living
As long as I might;
Your gifts I am giving
To carry Your Light!

I know Life is living
Beyond what I see
And Being is being
Itself within me.
So freeing the freedom
Of all that I Am,
My heartbeat is heartened
With Spirit in hand.
–And so it is!

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The Music Inside

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This poem is based on my experiences writing songs on ukulele. But it applies to all of life! Things tend to go better when we let the Universe or God micromanage them, rather than trying to go it “alone.”

4 strings and a bundle of nerves
2 hands and a couple of curves
fingers flying and taking a swerve
All for the music inside!

3 chords and the timing is wrong
Strumming, picking, is that a song?
Play it, sing it, move along
All for the music inside!

4 strings and a barrel of fun
Worry and hurry are over and done
The singing and playing in Spirit is One
All for the music inside!

Shared at
dVerse,
where you’ll find many wonderful poets and poems!

He Slumbers Not

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He slumbers not, aye, though I sleep,
The God who does my soul inspire.
Awake to peace and order keep,
He slumbers not, aye, though I sleep.
When in the darkest hour I weep,
He breathes upon the inner fire.
He slumbers not, aye, though I sleep,
The God who does my soul inspire.

See also
Psalm 121 (KJV).

This poem is a
Triolet
(Tree-oh-LAY or Tree-oh-LIT), meaning “little trio” in French.

One Body, Individualized

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There is one body.
It appears as many,
But really it is one.

The body of the Universe,
The form of Cosmic Intelligence,
The Temple of God:
One body, one manifestation,
Individualized.

O, how we think we’re our own!
Independent,
Self-sufficient,
Off the grid,
Living off the land…
“My body, my decision.
My body, my self!”

Except it’s not!
It is The Body,
You are The Body,
Undivided,
In divid U al,
You ni verse, Spirit, God
And all manifestations
Of Self!

How callous,
Selfish,
Disconnected,
Narrow-minded,
Limiting
TO think “I am myself.
I am my identity,
My body,
My gender,
My roles,
And I govern my life!”

I do not govern anything!
I am complete within myself
Only
Because I am One with God.
I am a microcosm
Of the macrocosm
That is All there is!

And for this,
For dependence,
For One Body,
For Life,
Love,
Cosmic intelligence,
Creation;
Created
By One, as One,
For One Life individualized:
I give thanks!
–And so it is!

One Spirit

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Is the Trinity Real?
A Mystical View

I have written about the “members” of the Trinity myself – Father, Son and Holy Spirit. However, there comes a point in mystical awareness where even the Trinity falls away, and you are left with Oneness! A religious person might feel shaken that the doctrine of the Trinity has shattered. But those with mystical awareness hold to the Spirit, and are grateful for the ever deepening realization of Truth.

Infinite means without beginning and without end. Nothing is separate from or outside of the Infinite.

“There is One Infinite Spirit and every time man says, “I am” he proclaims it.”
–Ernest Holmes, The Science of Mind, p. 323

We pray unto the Father
And put hope in the Son;
We ask the Holy Spirit
To fill each heart that comes.

But there is something Higher,
A Truth of Love and Light:
The one eternal Power,
The Source and Breath of Life.

Indeed there is a Father
And Christ the Son of Love;
A gentle Holy Spirit,
Descending like a dove.

But names fall short of Allness
And things that can’t be seen,
And texts of sacred knowledge
Are puzzles incomplete.

The wholeness of the Presence,
The Father-Spirit-Son,
Is not three separate powers,
But infinitely One!

So when you call on something,
Look gently deep inside
And seek the Highest Kingdom,
The Presence that abides!