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Monday, February 7, 2011
I AM
That which speaks and creates a multitude of stars,
Thinks and sets the cosmic winds in motion,
Moves and from the stillness of nothing come the
living waters that overflow the void in my soul..
It is the still small voice from within
Creating the thunder in my heart,
And the lightning which cracks
my Spirit to life, Sending forth
the faith and the hope of the centuries.
It calms the storms
And sets my dormant love into motion
At the same moment in time..
The Maker of my Divine essence
And Sacred Source of all that is
or ever shall be..
Causing me to know deep communion
Until I no longer feel bound or seperate
Touching that Divine spark within
Until I AM
Fired and purged of all desire
But the one which calls me
To return to the Source
From which I came..
Thinks and sets the cosmic winds in motion,
Moves and from the stillness of nothing come the
living waters that overflow the void in my soul..
It is the still small voice from within
Creating the thunder in my heart,
And the lightning which cracks
my Spirit to life, Sending forth
the faith and the hope of the centuries.
It calms the storms
And sets my dormant love into motion
At the same moment in time..
The Maker of my Divine essence
And Sacred Source of all that is
or ever shall be..
Causing me to know deep communion
Until I no longer feel bound or seperate
Touching that Divine spark within
Until I AM
Fired and purged of all desire
But the one which calls me
To return to the Source
From which I came..
A Song of Life
Hear with me an Ancient song,
A melody that lingers long,
A harmony past human thought
Like manna by the angels brought..
The Universe its songs impart
To gently open up our heart,
And to the empty soul restore
the Spirit to its home once more..
Cherish every dancing measure,
Hold it closely like a treasure
Fill your senses with its sound
Before your time to go comes round..
A melody that lingers long,
A harmony past human thought
Like manna by the angels brought..
The Universe its songs impart
To gently open up our heart,
And to the empty soul restore
the Spirit to its home once more..
Cherish every dancing measure,
Hold it closely like a treasure
Fill your senses with its sound
Before your time to go comes round..
My Beloved
Even in sleep my Beloved calls to me
Like whispers from Heavens Angel Prime
Falling petal soft upon my ear
Quietly transforming my dreams.
The sweet aroma of your presence
Swirls around me like a dervish,
And drinking deeply of loves sweetness
I drift away into its current.
The music of your words
are likened to a symphony
Stirring my Spirit to dance
And warming my heart with melody..
I softly speak your name,
the taste of it sweet upon my tongue,
always leaving me wanting
and seeking more..
Your slightest touch leaves me breathless,
enraptured and pierced through
By exquisite sweetness.
I am consumed by your tenderness..
Holding fast to your embrace,
Merging together at the heart of your Being,
One within the other,
My Soul becomes yours..
Passing through your gates of Splendor,
Your reflection fills my minds eye
And I am blind to all else.
How can I not surrender to such love as this. ~
Like whispers from Heavens Angel Prime
Falling petal soft upon my ear
Quietly transforming my dreams.
The sweet aroma of your presence
Swirls around me like a dervish,
And drinking deeply of loves sweetness
I drift away into its current.
The music of your words
are likened to a symphony
Stirring my Spirit to dance
And warming my heart with melody..
I softly speak your name,
the taste of it sweet upon my tongue,
always leaving me wanting
and seeking more..
Your slightest touch leaves me breathless,
enraptured and pierced through
By exquisite sweetness.
I am consumed by your tenderness..
Holding fast to your embrace,
Merging together at the heart of your Being,
One within the other,
My Soul becomes yours..
Passing through your gates of Splendor,
Your reflection fills my minds eye
And I am blind to all else.
How can I not surrender to such love as this. ~
The Constant Jewel
The pregnant Moon shines through the night
And casting down her silver light
She lifts my Earthly soul to flight
And stays my heart from crying..
Each time I gaze upon her face
It fills me with a humble grace
A constant Jewel which I embrace
Without so much as trying..
And casting down her silver light
She lifts my Earthly soul to flight
And stays my heart from crying..
Each time I gaze upon her face
It fills me with a humble grace
A constant Jewel which I embrace
Without so much as trying..
The Song in your Heart
I had a dream in which I played the part
of someone who tuned all the strings of your heart.
For hearts were the instruments, part of the band
which held all the music of life in their hand.
I would turn every key to tighten each string
adjusting the pitch to the sound it would bring.
I was told every heart had its own special song
and the Mistro would know where each one would belong
So I focused attention on tuning each string
Anxious to hear all the music they'd bring.
The players all gathered and soon took there places
With looks of expectancy upon there faces.
The strings of lifes web were all plucked from above
sending down rhapsodies flowing with love
And the reverberations filled up the place
with symphonies floating through time and through space.
Then I heard a sweet voice that was lovingly saying,
"My children are part of the music I'm playing".
of someone who tuned all the strings of your heart.
For hearts were the instruments, part of the band
which held all the music of life in their hand.
I would turn every key to tighten each string
adjusting the pitch to the sound it would bring.
I was told every heart had its own special song
and the Mistro would know where each one would belong
So I focused attention on tuning each string
Anxious to hear all the music they'd bring.
The players all gathered and soon took there places
With looks of expectancy upon there faces.
The strings of lifes web were all plucked from above
sending down rhapsodies flowing with love
And the reverberations filled up the place
with symphonies floating through time and through space.
Then I heard a sweet voice that was lovingly saying,
"My children are part of the music I'm playing".
A Life to Live
Here we've come a life to live
to walk the path of head & heart.
To learn the way to love & give
and let the path to wisdom start.
Illusions mystery divine
shall bring us into souls dark night.
But walking through the mists of time
We're led by Spirits guiding light
Commit yourself to life's great call
By showing love where 'er you roam
and leave a shining path behind
for those to come, to follow home.
For when our worldly journey ends
and all has passed to history
We'll have no time to make amends
When Truth makes known the Mystery...
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