Tuesday, July 29, 2014

The Freedom In The Setting Free

You know the reason and the cause
there in your cells
and in a place you sometimes dwell
which is the past and now it’s time
to let your body become free
releasing tension naturally.
When you feel it building
that is when, to let it go and begin again
by finding the courage to surrender
release the emotions there within
repression never serves to bring
any wellness to yourself
and if you think it has all passed
you may find surprises break through at last
and all the tension in muscles and joints
rises high to rejoice
and all the pain in that moment
is not to last, it is heaven sent
so that you will finally see
the freedom in the setting free.

The body knows
when moving-on has not been clear
and old hurts have gone,
not disappeared.
The way of burying expression way below
is not a remedy to restore health
it is underneath the old
and rises high, truth be told
when there are triggers of times gone by
packed in your pockets
or muddy creeks that never flow
to clear the bundle of old loads.
Just work it through as it comes up
and life will bloom like a buttercup.

To live the peace we must release
every thing that no longer serves us,
every pain and emotional stress
let them go, then you will know
the peace and pleasure when
your living cells relax again.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

The Answer Comes

We are going where? she said to him
as they were returning
to a questioning time they have had before
and asking where they will explore?

We continue on this sunny path
and when it’s cool we are by the hearth
home-fires burning
marshmallows toasting
and all the while
and all along
we will find ourselves and sing our song.
We have the music and the time
to waltz along, we’re doing fine
but if you think the beat’s too slow
then we will talk again and you let me know.

Well it is that my clock is ticking
and I know the song is singing,
the country ball is a’rocking
and the country hall closes just after midnight
so let’s pick up pace and whirl along
there is a Cinderella story
with music and most glorious lyrics
if we can dance in step
the life that comes will bring delight
and every day follows night.

Every answer comes in time
and every question may be asked
but every story doesn’t last
and every day there is a choice
and every opportunity
may bring rejoicing
or a way to choose again
so live the moments as they pass
as love is all that every lasts.

So the way ahead is what is there
and living life we come to share
all our hearts to sing the harmony
all our trust to set us free
all our love to simply be.

So yes the answer comes along
and yes the strength comes when we’re strong
and yes the joy is in the asking
and yes the love is everlasting.

Merrily go through each day
love your Self and love to say
all that comes I am grateful for
and I will go with you through that door.
So there we have the answer clear
every day fills a year
and every year it  is becoming clear
be yourself and let it be
wisdom, truth and clarity.

(Written with a beautiful vase of fragrant Daphne on July 27, 2014)

Wednesday, July 23, 2014


The Kiss (Painting by Margaret Walsh Photo by owner BP)

Last night I dreamed of love gone by
and there were MACK trucks
and babies
and grey clouded skies
and as I watched lucidly
a closer face came through to me
and I knew
this was a true
transformation to my core
I looked within so many years
and now that I have long explored
it’s time to release
with much delight
and be present now
to feel the new
the birth of springtime coming through.
All the cold and wet of winter
splinter wood to build a fire
burn the dross
and feel renewed
watch the bulbs growing through
the dark rich earthy ground
will bring new blossoms all around.
So I awoke feeling heartened
having healed the love of many seasons
as Love is the important reason
to live, breathe and smile
share new days in happy ways
and see the breeze clear the haze.

(Written on July 23, 2014)

Friday, July 18, 2014

Sweet Blue Flower


Sweet blue flower I see you there
and just as so I come to share
my thoughts of how this day is going
gently along, with a quite soft flowing.

What we come to do and come to feel
is flowing through and feelings heal
and I do not know
what will be coming
but I believe
the sunshine of Spring will come through
when this winter time has blown along
and the soil is deeply sodden
there will be few
who are forgotten,
and I will say I remember those
who walked with me
and undressed my clothes,
so of these ones my Mother Dear
she has been there every year.

She has made the days warmer
and created beauty along her path
and done her best in every way
to shine her light through every day.

So forget-me-not my little flower
sweet light of blue along the way
let us all be sweet and kind today.

Friday, July 11, 2014

Oh The Sweet Treat Of Fragrance

The spice of winter and cinnamon cake
and Daphne is sharing her fragrance
which does indeed make
me so grateful that out in this cold
there is my delight to ‘lo and behold’
a delicate flower that thrives in the frost
and certainly shows that ‘all is not lost’  because I feel chilled,
when the devas around Daphne are indeed thrilled.

As I go indoors for a cup of tea and a spiced-apple treat,
under the snow every winter-time
buried bulbs are preparing to bloom,
for this season too will soon ‘come to pass’
and new spring-time colours will shine from the vase.

So never let a day go by
without feeling the joy of each gift to you
when all around they are showing through
whatever the weather, whatever your day
there is hope in the flowers and nature’s array
of shapes, greenery and light on the leaves,
notice the plants and feel the relief
just enjoying a moment in the wonder of life,
instead of racing past or whizzing-by.

Written with Daphne on July 12, 2014

Sunday, July 6, 2014

The Little Dove

While living alone
and doing her best to pass the tests
on any day, she is ‘safe at home’ to ‘slip away’.

So leave the space to let her be
in the freedom, comes release,
a new days dawn and there is peace.

Yes, the tests may be beyond her
so the call may come from yonder,
‘Mon Repos’ indeed may God speed.

With faith and space
the little dove finds her resting place
on the sand by the sea
he is with her, and she with he.

(Written on Sunday July 6, 2014)

Saturday, July 5, 2014