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May 9 2022

There is a sacred place

b morning symphony

There is a sacred place for everyone including

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you, where there are mountains in your rocking

chair time, and from where you sit you can see as

far as the spirit wanders and the eyes amaze.

 

A place for you where the sun remains anchored

to the universe, the world revolves and falls

backwards into the waiting arms of the full moon,

into a safe space, where your thoughts become one.

 

Where you can stand astride the earth, stretch

your arms to tether the polar caps and captain this

giant ball of atoms as it hurdles and spins through

matter, creating a wind of possibility combing

your mind.

 

In this your sacred space, the sky envelops you.

You are part of all that you see, and in the

distance a silver horizon drawn on a white canvas,

slowly disappearing into canyons of your mind,

searching deep into your soul, where you become

a part of every possibility.

 

Here, the visible boundary is the luminescent aura

of all that surrounds you.  Where in the remnants

of rainbows you go gently embracing your spirit,

letting yourself believe in you.

Repost from 2014

Jan 19 2016

it’s no secret

 

it’s no secret 

as you open the door

I am here

–

waiting for the moment

you appear

–

it’s supposed to be like that 

for nothing speaks of love

more than

–

the simple act

of being there

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle

 

Jan 18 2016

what was it I told you

 

what was it I told you

          about myself?

–

a love of words and women

striving for

an understanding of both

–

some things

have not changed

–

the way

life enters me

–

how it loses in translation

–

the way you entered my life

and left me speechless 

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 17 2016

I center

 

I center

–

I draw in the energy of the universe

my thoughts turn to you 

–

as I fill with Love

words spill onto the pages

–

I am blessed with a poem or two 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 16 2016

winter has a way

 

winter has a way

of moving a chill

–

through the veins

of early mornings

–

the soft pumping

of your heart

–

is music enough

to warm this man

–

winter needs only lean

across your sleep to thaw

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle

 

Jan 15 2016

nobody

 

nobody

can make you happy

–

that’s your domain 

–

but it’s nice to know

others can add

to your happiness

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 14 2016

you can let go

 

you can let go

of almost anything

–

except

that perfect place

–

you go to

–

to get in touch

–

with yourself 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle

 

Jan 13 2016

during the night

 

during the night

our bodies

pull together

–

morning finds us

wrapped in the first

strings of light

–

as day begins to come

between us

we cling to each other

–

as if the shadows

that trail us

do not matter

 

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 12 2016

some are here

some are here

to teach children

you teach men

–

there is never

any going back

or accepting less

after knowing you

–

you teach

the fine-tuning

of gentle

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 11 2016

without reference

 

without reference

what is right

in front of you

is invisible

–

you always know

where you have to go

–

beauty is a magnet

 

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 10 2016

I made love to you

 

I made love to you

as you walked

towards me

–

in my mind

you were embarrassed

but you smiled

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets, available on Amazon and Kindle
Jan 9 2016

on average the only thing

–

on average the only things

we’ll pass along

will be the kindness we’ve given away

without even noticing

–

a kindness received

and carried forward

on the winds of time and temperament

–

well beyond the marker

of our lifetime

–

well into the hereafter

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets

 

Jan 8 2016

you can play

–

you can play

and listen joyously

to the music of love

without ever having mastered a note

–

you can feel the strings

as they are caressed

–

you can hear the ivories

as they are massaged

–

you are the conductor

of all possibility

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets

 

Jan 7 2016

let your silk dust

–

let your silk dust

leave a fine lace layer

on your son’s life

–

that he will always trace

your name upon

–

let your breath leave a mist

on the window

he views all women from

 

 

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets
Jan 6 2016

I love the music

–

I love the music

of your wind chimes

–

the windows you appear in

reflecting

a life-satisfying-time

–

cats that don’t need to unwind

–

the home I am here in

–

with you

 

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets
Jan 5 2016

it was our warmth and light

it was our warmth and light

that brought us together

–

in so doing

learning to appreciate

–

who we are

how we view ourselves

–

inhaling the love we share

exhaling a vision of the world we share

–

our individual circles

folding in on one another

 

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets
Jan 4 2016

in the rush of things

 

in the rush of things

in the chaos

–

trust me

–

to remind myself

–

to pause

–

and say how truly

I love you

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service
Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets

 

Jan 3 2016

together we are private angles

together we are private

angles of sunlight

who blush in public

–

our sweat sheen bodies

remember

where the clearing is level

the high grass matted

–

together our bodies

are small altars

where the sun performs

morning service

Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service
Small Altars Where the Sun Performs Morning Service: A Cameo Collection of Shorter Poems & Morning Minuets

Nov 27 2014

My Angels Are Beside Me – Audio

A re-post for Thanksgiving

 

This is a prayer to guide you, knowing the angels are beside you,

and you are worthy of all that the universe has to offer.

 

When the chaos of the moment

clutters and clouds your mind,

and the choices that confound you

are fogged by the choices left behind,

center and embrace the stillness

in order to find inside

what it is that you need to do,

and what you need to change about yourself.

Believe you can make a difference,

knowing you are not the savior of this world.

Be aware that if you delay any longer

in making positive moves,

you will deplete your energy.

You will no longer be able to walk through the door

your angels hold open for you.

Knowing that what you resist will always persist,

do not avoid the issues that confront you,

for they will always be waiting in the shadows

you have yet to leave behind.

Of what you say and think, always take care,

for your words and thoughts have wings.

They can drag you into a place of despair,

or lift you up, to a better space than here.

You are up to this momentary struggle and strife,

this daunting challenge of your changing life.

You are whole,

you are focused,

you are here and happy

doing nothing more than

something that gives you joy,

and brings you peace of mind.

You deserve the best that life can offer,

and you must begin to do for you.

Visualize it. Taste it. Feel it.

And most of all believe

that what you are looking for

is waiting on the other side of the door,

and through it effortlessly, you will slide.

 

the-angel by Erte

the-angel by Erte

Oct 28 2014

Angel Lessons #5 & #6 & #7

This series of “Angel Lessons” was inspired by Andy Lakey 1956-2012.  He was best known for his 2000 paintings of angels, created between January 1, 1990 and December 31, 1999. He was a prodigious painter, focusing on original works and has been collected worldwide.

 

there are no coincidences

 

you will happen upon

a moment in time

when all the universe

is handing you a line

 

somewhere deep inside

the dormant recesses

of your inner self

you will say “that’s not mine”

 

and maybe, just maybe

you’ll act upon

the guidance you receive

 

the message plain and simple

 

“the path I need to travel

is the one in me, I believe”

 

 

giving

 

life could well be spent

learning to receive

 

yet giving

is a lesson in itself

 

flowers would never grow

without water

 

trees would be green with envy

without sun

 

and what an empty world

we would be

without the giving of life

 

life could well be spent

learning  to give

 

life in the moment

 

today I died a little bit

but how wonderful was it

 

waking in the light of morning

breaking into my dreams

 

drifting out of noiseless slumber

into a cacophony of bird and bustle

 

crystal light

shattering the shadows

 

and feeling good about being

alive for the moment

 

when was it that I first learned

to love myself?

 

not yet

then when

and why not

 

now is just the right time

no the only time

in this lifetime

Oct 27 2014

Angel Lesson #3 & #4

words have wings

 

a letter forms in the brain

a chain reaction

originating in the heart

and trampled by a dominion of thoughts

 

a word slips between two lips

rushes upon the universe

in a wind of wonder and surprise

 

something happens

 

the word becomes a butterfly

of caring and sharing

leaving a blush

on everything it touches

 

or something sad to say

leaving everything

in the world

a touch darker

 

 

visualization

 

because light

as we know it

leaves a shadow behind

we so often focus on the memories

of what could have been

 

sadly we seldom see

nor do we realize

how beautiful can be

the vision we command

of our reality

 

when we realize all that we can be

first touch enters

then light

 

what we make of it

is neither wrong nor right

 

our choices are so really simple

we can wonder in daylight

or wander in the night

Oct 26 2014

Angel Lessons #1 & #2

love and compassion

 

if you allow darkness to enter

love and compassion

will lay upon the bottom of your heart

in a silt of silence

 

caring will dwell

on the extremities of your senses

 

if you open your eyes

and let the light that enters

be a reflection

of who you are

 

the blood will flow freely

in the warmth

of everyone and everything

you touch and feel

 

 

the power of prayer

 

joining in a chorus of angels

I am able for the first time

 

to place myself

in the very pistil of my flowering world

 

I am, just now

blossoming with age

 

for I speak of all that I want and need

and give thanks

for all that I receive

Jul 4 2014

Table Talk #4

 

 

every brick in every building,

stone upon the path, an idea

born of no-mind giving cause to all that appears.

 

so much is spent in preparation,

follow-up can be all consuming. 

Between creativity and affirmation,

that of doing and being,

a moment of thanks for the fare upon table,

the food for thought.

 

I vacillate between the knowing and the unknown,

for the be-cause of it all, is both captivating and freeing

in the awareness, that I control the idea of all I see.

Jul 3 2014

Table Talk #3

 

 

The window to your world dulled

with unconscious residue.

The present conditioned by the past.

 

Sometimes, the machinations of life clutter, clog and stall. 

You can’t tell the main course from dessert. 

Time for an aperitif; a timeless moment

before clearing the table and beginning again.

 

I like what I see, my future in me.

As my thoughts turn to infinite possibilities

the days grow longer now with winter passing

Jul 2 2014

Table Talk #2

 

 

Negative emotion, the pain

of matterchatter manifested by the brain,

trouble is as trouble does

 

To go shopping for a cure

is never a necessity, if what you bring daily

to the table, is fresh from the market,

perfectly suitable for celebrating the moment

 

I am as good as I can be

when health and happiness are invited to dance

in the light of mental and spiritual harmony

Jul 1 2014

Table Talk #1

 

A flood of all consuming sensitivity,

that which lives between

the flower and the subtle smile

 

In my kitchen

how I choose to slice, dice and spice

the world, is the feast and famine

I set upon the table for friends to share

 

The expression of what I attract

is the discretionary thought

that is born and dies in my embrace

Jun 22 2014

Openings

 

You keep trying to figure it out. 

Keep writing your own story

trying for the perfect ending…if this happens…if that happens

I’ll…if I do this then…if you say that then I’ll…

 

listen to the Ego telling you what to do. 

It’s the great prelude to trying to control

the situations that might be. 

Believing that if you could only

handle everything that comes along,

pre-empt all possibility,

analyze all potential obstacles

in a moment in time down the line,

figure it out ahead of time,

 

as if time

had a beginning and end

and you could control the outcome.

 

One minute you are walking on water,

the next you’re hanging upside down,

and what was a perfectly positioned smile

turns into an in your face frown. 

  

 

One minute you’re taking a breather,

with a sigh of relief you sit down,

before you know it,

you are six feet underground.

 

What gives?

 

Your brain and your mind are a duet of a kind

working here separate from what you know to be true.

 

Manipulating the future is like altering the past.

 

You need to be joyful of memory

and open to what comes along when it does,

knowing it will unfold in its own time in love.

 

Learning to be true to yourself is being aware

of the dichotomy of life,

the past and the future,

the wrong and the right,

love and fear going round and round

until an opening occurs and you embrace it.

 

 

If the way is open before you

And you can’t see it – is it open?

 

If the way is open inside you

And you can’t be it – is it open?

If the door is open

And you can’t go there – is it open?

 

If your shadow is behind you and you can’t turn around,

is the past open to you?

If the river flows beside you and you stand your ground,

is the future open to you.

 

What you bring to the embrace

is your perception of who you are. 

If the vision is one of love,

 

carries with it an inner awareness

that all possibilities are there for you,

trusting you are here for a reason,

then the way is open for both the shadow and the light.

 

 

When the door opens

and in walks surprise,

let it enter unsurmised

 

when the door opens

anger may appears,

let it be a part of you

needless to fear

 

when the door opens

many things believed in

may simply disappear

all the order in your life

may rearrange

and everything or nothing

may never be the same.

 

when the door opens

stay, still time

manifest the child

be open to your self

let love radiate from you

and nothing will enter

your life but love

Jun 11 2014

No one is to blame

 

It’s what you can’t see

the visible outside awareness

threads that hold the material together

Faith, Trust, Belief in other

the fabric of the quilt of warmth and caring

in the sharing of a moment in a lifetime

 

Somewhere deep inside you there resides and remains

everything you have lived with, everything you contain

 

It’s your genetic code for all you have to do

in order to sustain momentum,

living out, completing,

and satisfying your creation

 

given no more than a name to a journey,

on a path blinded by the light,

through darkness traversing alone

 

A journey of loving each and every solitude

and convoluted refrain

as if it were an only lifetime

 

Everyone you loved,

the stars in the universal game,

are simply what it’s all about,

and no one is to blame.

Jun 10 2014

It is

 

It is a difficult road to travel without a doubt,

full of hardships and obstacles.

It is going to take a long time, maybe forever.

Separations will be painful, full of loneliness and grief.

The future at times will seem like a black void

that sucks in all the misery and woe you can think of.

 

It is going to be BLEAK! BLEAK! BLEAK!

 

Turn it around.  Turn it inside out and upside down.

It is all about believing in you

What you ask for in the name of love

will always come through

 

In the presence of love

you no longer need to harbor

in the space between day and night,

the dimming of the light

the shadow world of wrong and right.

 

In the presence of love you know straight and true

that you are part of everything and everyone,

 

your life has meaning.

No longer bound, nor demeaning

and you know just what you have to do.

 

In the presence of love

you no longer doubt

the world about you is full of miracles. 

As your vision clears,

the first miracle you see is you,

open to all that is possible,

now, this day and everyday

knowing there is so much more –

all that you imagine,

all that it is.

 

Put it out there. Shout it out!

Feel it, believe it,

know it will be the way you want it to be,

then let it go.

Apr 20 2014

Today is the Day

easter-chimes-awaken-nature-Alphonse Mucha

easter-chimes-awaken-nature-Alphonse Mucha

 

understanding stands by the doorway of a quantum leap,

apprehension, the Maitre’D of age holds the key

 

on the other side of the door

there is no more than can be imagined

transcending thoughts transforming notions of possibility

awaiting your creation

 

this day has always been waiting for you to arrive

alive with the love and potential energy you bring to it

 

waiting patiently on your awareness

 

waiting for your creation

 

waiting on what you want it to be

 

a thing of beauty, a thing grace

 

today as everyday the sunrise and the sunset

are bookends for the stories you create

the birthright, the toddlers stand,

the child within and the urge to mate

the maturing of existence knocking at the gate

 

the same story, over and over again

each volume, a day in the life of

all there is and all there will be

 

So choose this day the words you speak

you would say to a loving you

and the people that you meet

will only hear you say I love you and I care

 

no matter how fast seems the hustle of our lives

dawn approaches as if a butterfly

evolving moment by moment at the speed of light

 

it is never too late to step outside yourself

and experience the world around you

that’s what it is there for

waiting on your awakening