Friday, August 30, 2013

Seasons Come, Seasons Go

Just believe
the spring will come
and the warmth
will cheer everyone.
All these months
of cold and wet
do seem endless
and yet,
we know the seasons
come, then go,
so, we must believe
there are many days
when goodness will bring
the joys of Spring.

The rain soaks deep
into the soil
and helps the earthworms
with their toil,
we know
there are better days
coming soon
to amaze us
with the colour of spring,
and birds will sing
as will our hearts,
so everyday rolls along
to give us tolerance
to adapt
and trust to know
‘this too will pass’
and best we live
with open hearts.
Yes, gratitude for Nature’s ways
and all the amazing
and changing displays
of green and gold
and red and blue
and sunshine’s glow
is coming too.
(Written with chartreuse coloured new Vibernum leaves on August 22, 2013)

Saturday, August 17, 2013

The Winds Of Change

The winds of change
will re-arrange
all you saw,

The flow of time
will lead you on
to know you see

The warmth of sunshine
calls to you
and lights your life

And peace and light
are shining bright
they live within

Life it comes
and stays with you
the light within

Wherever you are
remember to rest
and live your life knowing

(Written on August 15, 2013)

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

The Boots, A Song, The Tree and Synchronicity

The wisdom of the ages
‘comes through’ to my pages
and the guidance is as true
as my leap of faith……….
all is well in the world
as all is well in my heart,
I’m walking the path
I’m walking along
and my heart melody
is a pure simple song.

All along in recent years
I create new healing
by releasing old fears.
I ask for guidance, blessings
and signs to see,
so messages coming
are received by me.

So I pray in every new day
I am heartened by all
that paints images for me,
I ask the question
before the answers I see…..

This story begins nine years ago,
when as a Christmas gift
you gave to me
the Grevillea Silky-Oak Tree.
They grow in Queensland
but don’t like the cold,
so I planted it by the winter pond
and it didn’t grow much,
it didn’t respond…..

Then you left me and went far away
and years later I shifted
from that country spot
and dug up ‘our tree’, to take with me,
in a magnificent pot!
Too tall for small gardens
and I could never it’s true
leave it behind
when to me it was you!!!
So I placed it by my window
every day of every year
and it grew to be,
taller than, the rooftops I see.

And over all of the years
you kept returning to me,
and just a few months before
your spirit flew free,
you requested new boots
as a gift from me.

As ever, we walked in the bush,
our favorite song came from whip-birds
and a sweeter song
would never be heard….

One day, I was missing my friend
who ‘has gone from this earth’,
and thinking of him
and those Mack boots left behind,
when I heard a new song
I’d love to re-wind.
The ballad was heartfelt,
from the very first line,
sung by a country singer
in slow waltzing-time. --------
She said “I’ve nothing of yours
to remember you by
except for one shoe”….
and there were tears in my eyes!!

My goodness, a sign if ever there was
that hearts reach across from the other side
to bring cheer and warmth,
there is no divide.

I looked at your new boots
you only wore for a few weeks,
then with your passing
my sadness felt lasting.
And all of the years,
through all of my tears
show me, it is true
you are closer now
than you ever were,
and I am healing within
everyday with new signs,
I am heartened for sure
so keep looking for more.

The following day, was the day, was the one,
when our Chinese Proverb
came true for a second time.
“Keep a green tree in your heart perhaps a singing bird will come…”

So we live with this wisdom
more than twenty years
and it takes your dying
to present to the tree
living birds for me to see!!!

Soon after your passing,
in the Silky-Oak Tree
in a planter pot by the window
you came to be…..
Previously, you wrote on-line
your password defined
‘Blue-wren’ was your call-sign
as birds called to you,
so there in my Silky-Oak
through the window I see
a blue wren, and hen
with a greeting for me!!

Oh Joy! I was heartened,
Oh heart I am free,
I let go of the pain
that has been crippling me…..

Then on a Sunday morning,
the day after ‘the shoe song’,
I go into my room
and am delighted to see
the Western Whip-bird just sitting
in our Silky-Oak Tree!

(I wrote this on October 2, 2011 whilst sitting with THE Mack leather boots)

Monday, August 12, 2013

I Will Waltz With You, until

You always liked Daffodil
her trumpet sounded clear
the music stopped that day for you
and heavens light
came streaming through,
and so you left
for the other side
a brighter time was calling you
and yes I do, miss you too.

Daffodil, Oh Daffodil
I will waltz with you
all the fields have left the hill
and grass is gone,
no longer green
and you are in the world unseen.
And why I say that
I wonder too
where you are now
as here am I,
and Miss Golden Daffodil is shining
under the cloudy sky.

(Written August 13, 2013 with a golden Daffodil)

Sunday, August 11, 2013

Wait and See

Every year I love this time
when the blue Grape Hyacinths
flower and shine
and all those bells ring in tune
with the perfect gift
of musk perfume.

So every year I say the same
“Oh, I love to see you here again”
bringing joy in Winter,
following on
from those cold dark nights,
comes your beacon shining bright.

What this first flower of the day
has to tell me,
has to say, is:
“Let us all grow strong and clear,
let us be a glimpse of cheer,
let us know
and in awareness show,
that in every moment there is ‘now’,
so peace and gentleness may shine through
anytime you are feeling ‘blue’.

For some of us, including me
this vivid blue colour
calls across, like no other,
and yes I see, literally,
so much beauty
shining in a simple way,
a lighthouse of bells calling to us,
“the present is now, believe and trust”.

Observing plants is a joy to me,
plant a bulb
then wait and see…….
patience does reward us all
with colourful delights from the soil.

(Written on August 12, 2013 with Muscari armeniacum/ blue Grape Hyacinth)

Friday, August 9, 2013

Deep Purple Star, You Know You Are

Oh I love your richness
and deep purple star,
my goodness Clematis
you know who you are!
Reaching high to the light
and as soft as you are
your being your best
and excelling each test.
Underneath your petals
there’s the softest of lime,
a colour so tender
you look just sublime!
With your stem being strong,
you are happy this day
to greet the spring equinox
with a vibrant display.
Yes, you’re a creeper,
dormant in winter
but now you are showing
that everything’s glowing!

My lesson today
as I hold you close
is to take each season and enjoy each day,
take my life as it comes,
go one step, then two,
whirl around with soft-shoe
and dance on with joy,
leaving time for play
living in openness
and being happy that way.

(Written with a deep purple Clematis flower with 8 petals)