from sins of omission
than those of commission
So I find forgiveness
for those sins which were mine
and yours
and ours
And vow next time
to hit the mark
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Spoils
I see now that it
started
the first time she flirted with you
jesting, smiling,
telling you secrets as a friend
a confidant
who could help save her
from herself. . .
but really she was only testing you
to see if you were ripe
to be picked
like all the others she
had eaten and then
spit
out in pieces
left to rot.
started
the first time she flirted with you
jesting, smiling,
telling you secrets as a friend
a confidant
who could help save her
from herself. . .
but really she was only testing you
to see if you were ripe
to be picked
like all the others she
had eaten and then
spit
out in pieces
left to rot.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
War Zone
I turn away from the dead place where
Your Heart once beat strong with
compassion and joy.
You deny the pain and the damage done
by holding in the radioactive tears
a man such as You
does not shed
even as they trace blistered trails
down the inside of Your cheeks,
burning Your very core.
Helplessly those around you watch ~~
Your luminous soul
crumbles, charred and black before us
needing only the rain of
true feeling to restore its shimmer.
We cannot save You - -
our tears do not touch
what is burnt.
So, we chant prayers
to the God you have lost
~ seeking a miracle
~ a healing for You.
Your Heart once beat strong with
compassion and joy.
You deny the pain and the damage done
by holding in the radioactive tears
a man such as You
does not shed
even as they trace blistered trails
down the inside of Your cheeks,
burning Your very core.
Helplessly those around you watch ~~
Your luminous soul
crumbles, charred and black before us
needing only the rain of
true feeling to restore its shimmer.
We cannot save You - -
our tears do not touch
what is burnt.
So, we chant prayers
to the God you have lost
~ seeking a miracle
~ a healing for You.
Memos from the Universe
The Divine does for each of us
what we cannot
or will not do
for ourselves.
Gently at first
the message
whispered softly to us from afar.
As we turn away -
resisting the pull of
Grace . . .
it grows from a distant hum
to a booming siren
tearing at our ears,
a blazing beacon
burning our eyes,
a sudden heaving
of the very earth on which we stand.
As the air quiets, the sky fades
and the earth calms
we are left to find
the broken shards
and are challenged to rebuild
by the Divine.
what we cannot
or will not do
for ourselves.
Gently at first
the message
whispered softly to us from afar.
As we turn away -
resisting the pull of
Grace . . .
it grows from a distant hum
to a booming siren
tearing at our ears,
a blazing beacon
burning our eyes,
a sudden heaving
of the very earth on which we stand.
As the air quiets, the sky fades
and the earth calms
we are left to find
the broken shards
and are challenged to rebuild
by the Divine.
Monday, May 19, 2008
Evolution
Once I stood awash
unable to release the
Vision
I had created
of all that We should have been. . .
Clearly now,
I see where I am
growing to emerge anew
my Sole Soul
intact
but Blessed and forever marked
by the Love
that is all that remains and
all I will recall.
unable to release the
Vision
I had created
of all that We should have been. . .
Clearly now,
I see where I am
growing to emerge anew
my Sole Soul
intact
but Blessed and forever marked
by the Love
that is all that remains and
all I will recall.
Prayer
Mother Goddess
nurturer of my Soul
heal the ache within
me
and show to me
the Path
You would have me walk
to do Your will and
Live the life
You have ordained for
me.
I give to You my
pain, worries, fears
plans, hopes, dreams
and know
You will guardsafe
that which is Sacred
and release into dust
that which is Profane.
nurturer of my Soul
heal the ache within
me
and show to me
the Path
You would have me walk
to do Your will and
Live the life
You have ordained for
me.
I give to You my
pain, worries, fears
plans, hopes, dreams
and know
You will guardsafe
that which is Sacred
and release into dust
that which is Profane.
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