Childs Play

What if its true,
That we are all born
To be creators
Influenced by the Divines hue?
If this is true
Then teach me of Your color.
Let my painters palette
Be full of endless possibilities
As I imagine
Each stroke
To be You
In expression.

Purification

My Master shows me
It is He that fans the fire
Of purifcation
So that I
May merge
Into His essence,
Allowing the flame of compassion
To be expressed.

Summer

The melodies of summer
Are filled with anticipation expressed.
Creation is bursting
Beyond containment’s hold,
Drunk with Love’s delight.

Night

Restful sound allows me to travel easily into your arms.
Your blush of color, your sparkle,
Your sultry warm song of the night,
Invites me to dive Deeply into your Blue.
Thank you for holding me as I float upon your dress and play in your Depth.
You ripple with every movement,
Adorned with star, sky and moon.
You whisper:
Together let us catch the kiss of raindrops
And sing
Until the night merges into the sun.

Horizon

Turning my gaze to the distant horizon
Where form no longer blocks my view,
I rest content
Bathed in the Beloved’s touch.

Nature’s Symphony: Soloist

The Beloved shared with me
That each and every
Leaf is a divine opera singer.
All auditioned for the soloist lead
No callbacks were necessary
They all got the part…

Rose Galaxy

Compassion waits within the heart
Of every pulsating
Universe.

The Narrow Way

I have come to know
That to make it through this passage,
I have to let go of weighted baggage,
Focusing my hearts love in You.

What lies beyond these boarders
Is blossoming into reality.

Journey

Dusk and dawn
Where shadows pull me into their embrace
My imagination takes flight
Like an arrow
Into the arms of the Beloved.

Love bursts through every cell of my being.
Now this is a journey worth traveling.

Inner Circle

The sun heralded such good news.
We are all part of the Beloved’s inner circle.
The earth gave us a standing ovation.

And the Beloved,
Well the Beloved touched each and everyone’s heart
Lighting a map
To guide us home.

Dancing With the Master

The river is moving with the swiftness if the springs melt,
Swollen and full dancing with the light of the sun.

This is how the Master comes when I call:
With the swiftness of the spring melt,
Welling fullness within my being,
Expanding me into His melodious current.

Potential

If I continue to play in visions of yesterday
I miss the potential of Love
Desiring to be expressed anew
Today.

But Love is always a beckoning
And potential is a ceaseless melody
So let’s all sing!

Depth

I am filled with amorous Love of Your making
As I fly toward your embrace.

I am an open ended wine glass
Receiving the rarest of wines.
You pour into me, and I am drunk,
Your golden elixir flowing through me
To places unrevealed but of Your making.

And I stay embraced in You
Focusing deeper
Into your depth.