The Unity Of Community

As 2021 fades
we look in longing ways
for more gentle times
to lift our days.

So in the early morning glow
I know these blooms are calling
to bring illumination in
for all to look upon
and see our unity.

In 2022
let belonging to community
be the place where we will Be.

Greetings from Rose campion -
Lychnis coronaria

Colourful Cheer For Our New Year

What a joy, what a pleasure
12 pages to look into and treasure.

2022 Calendar of still life art to frame.

The Pursuit of Beauty - Criss Canning

I took this photo of Japonica with, 'Homage to Kandinsky',

2019, Oil on board, by Criss Canning, Australia.

Joy To The World

Coming in the Light of Love

golden angels are above,

as mother nature welcomes our illumination

to peace, joy and harmony

with bright hope, truth and bravery

for all of life to see. 

Blessings to you and each other

May our hearts be lifted to nurture

to share our goodness and creative spirit

here upon a New Earth.

Wishing you a Happy Year in 2022

 

 

May Your Christmas Be Cheerful And Bright

In the summer garden

there were spicy carnations calling me,

and then beside the vase I see

little friends from underneath the Christmas tree.

 

The Summer Solstice is here today

so I just smile and say

to all our friends near and far,

may life be peaceful where you are,

may all light be as bright as the Christmas star

while shepherds guide you safely home.

 

May Blessings of Joy and Love

be with you all Now, and through The New 2022

 

Little Angels With You

In the joy of this day

and the Summer Solstice shining in

may you always know

little angels live within

the flowers...

 

A Call To Healing

  

All healing on the deepest level

comes from Self-acceptance, rest, faith and grace.

When we call Grace into our lives

and surrender our healing to the Creative,

will the cells of the body begin replenishing.

 

And when we respect and honor ourselves,

by actually

following through with radical self-care,

then, we turn the corner

to heal our hearts, and heal our lives.

By creating what we love

and, being our sensitive selves,

we are then, deeply expressing our emotions,

and hopefully, gradually relieving some repressed,

suppressed, or often hidden feelings

in gentle and healing ways...

 

The healing comes with sincere, gradual 

and humble expression of our deepest truth.

Flowering Tea-Tree - Australian native shrub

May assist digestion, and emotional equilibrium

The Lost Handwritten Illustrated Poem

 

Haunted by the poetry,

why take the gift you gave to me?

All but one line of promises vanished then,

when, you were calling me to see 

far away to halcyon days.

 

The haunting may come again after the rain,

or, the sun will shine as the mists decline.

So the choice I see is to let it be

a mystery.

 

Velvet Petals

Now I live in treasured spaces within.

I glow in radiance with the flowers.

I like the lightness of the day, as in my life I say:

Both joy and sorrow travel this path with heart

and so we grow expressing the inner Self 

we have come to know.

Be soft, be gentle, be tender and kind

Rest your heart in velvet petals.

 

Roses Are Red, Eyes Are Blue

He came as a lovely 'visitation',

dressed up and neatly shaven, 

never ever did he look this calm

as when he touched my arm

and slid beside me on a street-cafe bench-seat.

 

They say you know when grace arrives.

You hear the words singing through 

the silent lift of spirit surrounding you.

 

And then his face was very close.

His shirt was the white linen best,

that one he wore, when he was laid to rest.

He looked so well, his eyes were blue.

I looked into his face and said,

You are not dead?!

 

I remained still. I was so happy to see him.

Then, the last lingering vision,

was that these new-blue eyes 

were wearing?

the wonderfully white linen shirt!

 

With the 'knowing' of mourning,

this joy will be within me.

 

Now She Flies In Higher Skies

My feathered friend has flown away:

she went suddenly this sunny day

as in my palm she lay so soft and warm.

I sang a song the lilies know.....

she flies in higher skies.

 

Whisperings

Come on the door is open for you

come over, come through.

The light is lit

the fire is warm

the days are longer

the sun shines now

so make the trip in coming days

as there are ways just waiting.

 

You have the faith

you know your place

you lead in ways that will relay

a sense of peace and timing

re-aligning:

just some small words you innocently say

that will help in healing ways.......

 

The magpie still calls from the tree

his haunting song brings memories

but all is well he sees afar,

into the distance from where you are.

 

Where Doves, Honey-birds and Fairy-Bells Dwell

 

This sunny day is dawning

as the honey-birds are calling

to cooing doves above in the myrtle trees,

so would you believe

this scene where the fairy-bells bloom,

is the room,

that is still the space

where an empty nest rests in place.

 

The Empty Nest

 

On A Sunny Day You Quietly Say.........

 

Whilst standing in the street

on a sunny day, you quietly say

"I just wanted to thank you

for being a friend

in the times when you were a friend."

Finding Another Note

Learn to live with those who love you.

This was another hand-written note 

that I found in an old book on an old table 

Hearing You Come Through

I weep for the lost times

the forgotten rhymes

the way 'beyond the line' times

the place I pray to never go again times,

while healing all the sadness

and crying through the madness,

while wondering why

and knowing now I will never know

and neither will I ever go

to the space and place again.

 

For now I am with you God

and I have seen the truth

and I will carry the candle light

so in my heart I know

you are my guide in every way

as we stay present in this day.
 

Cornflower Blue

"Cornflower Blue, deeper than the evening sky

peaceful as a river, bluer than goodbye.

Blue like the diamond when the light shines true,

if love came in colors 

then I'd choose this one for you, Cornflower Blue"

 

Lyrics written by Kate Wolf, California, 1981

Another Sundown Publishing Co. (BMI) 

 

Where The Lilies Live

Down in the dell 

where these openhearted violet leaves dwell

there came to be a blackbird with me.

Her family nests here.

They forage,

eat the apples and sing their songs

as if they knew,

St Francis of Assisi comes here too.

 

These Italian lilies were never planted:

they just arrived to thrive,

as all the many lilies do, and every friendly bird.

 

 

This Note Was Found

 

When she opened to me
like a flower
but I fell on her like a stone.
I fell on her like a stone.

I love you
I am sorry
Please forgive me
Thank you

 

Cherishing Love

 

Seemingly, just when I appear to be

humming along quietly,

there comes a time to re-align

to weave my past,

to look again

to wash away the stain I thought was gone

as in the trauma there was I

left behind with no goodbye.

 

So now,

to set me free emotionally

I retrieve my soul so I will be

fully present, alive and bright.

These soft forget-me-nots

lighten the heart and know,

that it is only

the Love given and the Love received

to be cheerfully, living in our memories.

 

 

 

When All Around Is Springing

While the hills are green

and sunshine will arrive here soon

I am joyously over the moon 

to see you 

Viburnum carlesii and whiff sweet-spicy scent

you share in this cold air.

 

I take heart today 

to be simple in the ways I live these days.

 

 

Colouring Prayers

 

A little time of something

brings a great love of another.

     

       

             

 

Yes Sweetheart

 

For you Bobby,

many prayers are answered in many ways

and many days I thought 

they were all answered at once,

as helpers came from the unseen worlds

and distant places,

sharing wonderful healing graces.

 

All light was shining through the darker nights,

so although

I sometimes wonder when we'll go

I always know we are never alone,

and Yes, I know our glorious beating hearts show 

'the only way to go is through'

so I will stay with you.

 

Written August 14, 2021

 

The Ones With Me

Dear Friends,

This winter here in South Australia,

is leading to Spring with the Jonquils, Daphne, Violets,

Camellias and French Lavender all looking cheerful.

And as I naturally live my life, deeply connected to the flowers,

trees, herbs, weeds and birds,

it is happy news to share that I have started 2 more blogs,

and you can link to them through viewing my Profile

here at my main blog, Come Blossom Come Fruit.

 

Come Blossom Come Fruit  

www.comeblossomcomefruit.com

 

Pink Love Shining 

pinkloveshining.blogspot.com

 

Fully Faithfully

fullyfaithfully.blogspot.com

 

To Flower Within

toflowerwithin.blogspot.com

 

The Ones With Me

theoneswithme.blogspot.com

 

I intend to share verses from The Ones -

The Masters and Beings of Light, 

Spiritual Masters and my Spirit Guides, Animal, 

plant and nature spirits and benevolent helpers,

seen and unseen - 

instead of compiling a book of selected poems.

Please click on any of my 5 blogs when you view my profile.

Blessings and Peace, Love Bee xo

Looking Through To Kindness

 

In the presence of silence

I come to hear

the harmonious hum of maidenhair

so my mothers life passes by

as my grandmothers ferns

grow green and free

and all around me

I feel 

the courage and strength

the stretching times

when humility was there to see,

when quiet patience and blessed grace

led them through what they did face,

and in those times

along the way,

I was playing in grassy fields

gathering flowers to present

my love in simple ways,

and all the time

they kept the pace 

with hearts of hope and lights of faith.

 

So here today,

my soul it leans to the other side

to bless strong women

who led the way

by examples shown

to lift our days

with continual care

they embraced and shared

 their gentle hearts of kindness.

 

Blessed Be

'the golden-hearts' of generosity

 

 

 This is the 3rd message

which has come

 from the maidenhair fern, 

the pastel pink carnation and mauve hyacinths.

 

My Love is with you 

 Blessings and Peace

Bee

 

 

 

 

 

Undoing the Weary Threads

Comes the time

 along the way

when guides up high

 shine through to say:

The letting go of the past

is the way to each new day,

 to welcome joy as it displays

in every new and blooming flower

in each second of every hour

so be the one within

who knows,

undoing weary threads

 is the wisdom way

to present new choices

which lead in kindly light

and honor truth, so we all see

candles in the heart of humanity.

 

 

Poet's Heart

We live in a world torn between

wanting to listen to the sound of a flower growing

and wanting to ignore the sound of the sky falling.

 

By sometimes being sensitive enough

to the first process

we acquire the energy necessary

to prevent the second.

 

- Author unknown -

 

As Beautiful As Ever

 

We will settle, still to be

the beauty you will always see

Humming In Harmony

You saw the cloudy sky and I saw the pale lagoon,

you saw the moon.

I see the sun in the sky

who see the tears in my eye.

 

I hear the trees sing with a clear melody, 

you sing the song to belong,

so I hum in harmony.

 

I hear golden eggs humming

as our New Earth is coming.

 

Below The Surface

"When people are near to the ground it is mostly

 in a nuclear sense"