MIRROR

When I look
Into the mirror
Everything's backwards...
Like the writing on the wall
Predicting the past
In terms I can't come to
While straining to see
Invisible visions,
Positioned to face
What's lying behind
In negative space,
Forgotten in time
Before the beginning
And after the end
Of the captured reflection of me.

Through You, In You

I love You,
And through you I love;
I see You,
And through you I see;
I feel You,
And through you I feel;
Through you I have ears to hear,
For in you I live and move and have my being...

SHINE

Love is a light
That shines in the soul
To be seen, felt, learned, and lived by;
Unto others it reaches out
To touch with understanding,
Breaking down defensive walls
That separate hearts,
It penetrates darkness,
Exposing the need for oneness.

Love is a force
That moves in the soul,
Putting in place the truths we know,
Creating space for others,
Building bridges, doors, and rooms
To house the fruits of its labors' kind,
And carefully pushing us
Out of complacency
Once we can yield to its stirring.

Love is a cause
That transcends the soul
A purpose well worth fighting for,
Pulling us out of the ego's clutch
To remind us of a higher nature,
Patient, kind, forgiving, and
Enduring all as it hopes,
Trusting in lack of control,
Never failing to bind us together.

SPECTER

I don't believe in you,
Fair specter that haunts me night and noon,
Never could you be more than a wisp...
Never will the words pass from your lips...
Nor will you come close enough to touch,
Cruel apparition made of dreamer's dust.


I will not wait for you,
Known to abandon without ado,
Pretending fond attachment true
Then fading into nothing new,
Your fabled greatness substance lacks
And I'll not fear your empty grasp.


I never was cut out for you,
Oh ghost insisting that one be two,
You'll laugh at me not one more time
For I dispel you as not mine
And cease to look upon your lies
As having sway upon my life.

Transparent

Here I have found a kindred soul,
A fellow-wounded heart,
Brought back to life in healing,
Finally found while seeking,
Aware that home is not a place
Nor church a better God
Than when we see the holy face
Inside, where He belongs.

Here I have known a higher love,
A way of living life
Without the mask of common ground
Or seeming to do right,
Aware that truth can set us free
But only if we let it be
The guiding light within our hearts
That leads us to transparency.

One for My Lifelong Friend

You speak with your hands,

While I with a pen -

Our words carry with them

The heart of expression…

Longings and questions,

A need to create

The soul’s definition.

You reach out to share,

I reach in to know,

Our striving connects us

With the universal…

Songs, truths, beliefs

Uplifting us towards

The soul’s definition.

We look to our hearts,

And balance the mind

With spirit and passion

We both seek to find…

The real and transcendent

Are one in the same;

The soul’s definition.

 

Finding Me

I looked outside to find myself...

Am I strong like the trees,
Able to bend with the wind
Yet without breaking down,
Firmly rooted in solid ground,
And changing with the seasons of time?

Am I wide like the sky,
Providing a covering
Yet taken for granted,
Protecting life from what's outside
The planet of my existence?

Am I exquisite like blooms,
Opening gradually
To reveal warm colors,
Smiling in thanks for the sunshine
And dying that I might live again?

Or am I calm like the waves,
Ebbing and flowing in sync
With the pull of nature,
Constant in mild variation,
Responding to pressure from the deep?

I looked outside to find myself...

Traveling

My deep, down heart
Is looking up today, instead;
The color of its energy
Has changed to yellow from 'stop' red,
And now the warning issued me?
To hear its beating breath,
Moving at the speed of life
Defined by what it says :)

My true, blue heart
Is waiting for the green light's 'go',
Taking care to be aware
Of what it does and doesn't know
About the art of traveling
Around and into other souls
Who see the heart's direction
As the truth that leads us home.

Ethereal

I dream of beauty
As if it were not the wind
Stirring the shadows
Nor the blossom bright,
Inviting the eye's admiration,
Neither the gentle waters
Reminding the pebbled shore
Of rhythm in motion.

I dream of beauty
As if it were not forgotten,
Unencumbered souls
In union unguarded,
Ethereal light caressing
The  spirit's surface,
Awaking the conscience external
To origins pure.

Unstoppable

Over time, like mountains high,
Changes come
Within the climb
Towards the sun,
As seeking light, we grow.

Over time, that vast expanse,
We come to know,
Unmoved by chance,
The purpose shown,
A love that’s far beyond.

Over time, a river’s flow,
The truth returns
As we let go
To drift along
The winding path, but wiser.

Over time, unstoppable,
To feel and be alive,
We move and breathe,
In spirals wide,
Never to reach the end.