Category: faith

The Joy of Simple Solitude

On By MiCoIn candles, darkness, dreams, faith, hope, light, love, love poetry, peace, poetry, seasons, spirit, sweetness, thanks, Zen11 Comments

The joy of simple solitude where

There is no risk to my heart, and no chance for destruction of my soul.

 

I can trust myself here,

I’d never do those things to me.

 

I love the solitude of evenings spent in front of the

Wood stove, reading and writing where there is

 

No one to answer to and

No one to betray me.

 

I am safe with just the beauty and silence of winter’s cold

And darkness for company.

 

I feel a silent peace from the holiday lights sparkling

In my windows and the feeling of

 

Love’s glow coming from

Within.

 

My peace is what I will make it to be,

Warm, safe, beautiful and right.

 

It is all I need for now,

This joy of simple solitude, however,

 

I am not fooled —

There is nothing simple about it.

Moon

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When no one is watching

the Moon breaks her orbit and drifts between the stars,

Flirting with them as she passes.

She laughs at the seriousness of the sun

but the Son loves her unconditionally and doesn’t mind

her giggles.

And as she passes him by he winks and happily lights her way home with his love.

Teardrops

On By MiCoIn candles, changes, courage, faith, hope, love8 Comments

Teardrops resting in my eyelashes make stars of the candle flames

That dance before Krishna and Radah.

My heart melts like wax in their presence while

My soul longs for a love like theirs.

I search for the truth in him, I won’t give up, but it remains elusive

And hides behind his eyes.

So I wait and want, love and hurt and cry but

Still it hides.

It has not the courage to tell its story so it stays hidden from me in shame with

Lust its frequent disguise.

Tea Mugs and Wine Glasses

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Come, sit and sip with me,

The tea will warm our hands, the wine our hearts.

Hold my hands across the table,

Watch and feel my eyes melt into yours.

Your heart hears mine but you pull

Your sweater tight and muffle its cries.

Let it out, it only wants to share

Don’t be afraid,

It won’t leave you for me and mine

Won’t leave me for you, but

They will meet when

Our chests touch and

Their harmonic beauty will speak to us of peace and love and

Lull us to sleep

Among the tea mugs

And wine glasses.

Be Amazed

On By MiCoIn changes, courage, dreams, faith, god, hope, love, nature, poetry, sweetness, Zen2 Comments

Notes of soul,

Words of flesh,

The sound of time is

Love expressed.

Chants whisper to me

As their cords of light infuse my spirit.

The names of God swirl in silent eddies

And drain through the fibers of my heart

Where traces of love are

Caught and linger.

The universal love holds no space or time

It is all and nothing.

Come my love, hold my hand and

Sing with me the names of God in love and watch

Watch and be amazed as the magic unfolds again.

Creator as Creation

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The undisputable evidence of the creator

Surrounds me.

She is in the heart of every rain drop,

She is the voice of the thunder.

Her soft strong hand holds the sun in the sky,

And the birds on the wing.

All life is a manifestation of

Her will and beauty.

To deny her is to deny

My very existence and the existence of all that I love.

Her voice echoes in the wind and her love

Caresses my face with moonshine and starlight.

Only she knows the time of the seasons,

As she knows the passions of my heart.

Life without the acceptance of her presence

Is possible – but empty.

My practice of Buddhism, without her foundation, without her to seek in the

Stillness of mind,

Would become empty and shallow, self serving,

An interesting preoccupation only.

I see her in every flower, every mountain top,

Every smile.

She exists in all of creation, every part and particle,

Every quark and lepton, every neutrino and vibrating string.

They all bear her thoughts and are ruled, created and

Imbibed with her universal consciousness.

A consciousness that she freely and openly shares with each and every one of us,

All we have to do is seek and she will answer.

She is an endless thought, an endless love, all encompassing, and all knowing.

She holds all the possibilities of eternity in her thoughts and ideals.

The creator has become the creation. She resides in me and you.

Reach for her in the darkness and feel her light and hope,

Open your eyes and be awake to her presence, your heart will echo her joy forever

And you will never be alone again.

She will never disappoint you,

She knew you before you were born.

The Watcher of the Wood

On By MiCoIn autumn, earthh, faith, hope, love, nature, peace, poetry, seasons, spirit4 Comments

From my bedroom window

I watch the woodland change with the seasons.

On the corner of the house, a maple branch hugs the windowsill

Its leaves framing my view of the forest.

How can I explain the secret life of leaves I observe from my window and the

Magical growth that takes place in silence unseen?

I can think of no words to use, so instead I just watch, I watch the breeze

ruffle the leaves and the branches move together in the wind like fans made of feathers.

And then the rain comes and I watch the drops play the

Leaves like keys on a piano.

I am content with my role as watcher and marvel at the strength and skill the trees employ when they interlock  their arms to form an impenetrable force of gentle power in silence.

These graceful tree spirits are woven together by the hand of God to create

The framework of the forest.

They surround my home and speak to my soul and

My heart hears their thoughts and hopes,

And I realize and know that they are

Not so different from me.

I understand and accept that we share this planet and are

Children of the One in all our varied forms

All connected,

All equal in the eyes of our creator.

And the peace and stillness of the wood

pervades my soul and feeds my spirit and makes me one with those who stand outside looking in.

Haiku 4 poems

On By MiCoIn autumn, changes, courage, darkness, fairs, faith, family, fear, Haiku, heartbreak, hope, love, nature, poetry, seasonsLeave a comment

Uncommon fair time again

All natural and good

Wholesomeness is its hallmark

Break

I expect so little now

Is it still to much?

Let go, watch me fall apart

Break

The birds are very busy

They sense it is here

Frost on the field this morning

Break

The humming birds are now gone

No one saw them leave

They slipped away in the night

Love is Not for The Faint of Heart

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He taught me to sit in mystical darkness,

And watch the floating pin points of light in my soul.

They were at once familiar and strange, a one sighted following,

A place where songs were sung backwards.

The sitting itself was an empty solitude,

But only on the surface.

Although years have passed, the echoing sadness still seeps in.

Thankfully, time and focus have helped to remove its sting.

But even time cannot erase the unanswered questions that linger,

They are still shouting in my ear to be heard.

My continuing faith in Sri helps to remove my doubts while

His quiet presence replaces my pain.

He has made me realize there is no more time for seeping sadness,

Its time has finally passed and his death has lost its drowning sorrow.

Now my teacher’s essence speaks to me in thoughts not words, but his message is still the same.

He tells me to be open, still, and fearless.

He promises that if I take it all in and have faith, I will receive what I need.

I will be held and loved – sunlit wrinkles and all.

I will never lose the sound of his voice as it is written on my soul and

Held close to my heart.

Sri’s wisdom is as profound now as it was then as

He tells me once again that my love for the other is right and good.

It is a love that was meant to be. There is nothing greater,

Nothing less, nothing more to need.

My teacher asks me to reside within that love, and feel the power

And strength that comes from knowing that it is right and good.

Sri understands that my love for the other is whole and simple, kind and generous,

Is light and darkness together,

He can see into my heart and

Feel how this love fills me with warmth and joy.

His words encourage me to never to give up for as his love has shown me,

It is not always easy to love but to love for love’s sake is in and of itself its own reward.

He taught me that it takes strength to love unconditionally, and

To hold another’s heart in your hands and not be afraid takes courage and commitment.

Love is not for the faint of heart.

September Morning (Sarah’s Birthday)

On By MiCoIn childhood, faith, family, hope, love, poetry4 Comments

In morning’s stillness, the owl sings to me of days gone by.

Soft darkness surrounds my heart and brings me back in time.

Back to a small building, a small town,

36 years in the past to an empty waiting room and dimly lit corridors.

To a quiet hospital’s artificial twilight while the world sleeps on,

Unaware of the new life signaling its time to begin.

It was just us, waiting together, physically connected as one

But for only a few hours more.

Your birth was the beginning of our separate journeys but as

A physical separation only, we remained together in heart and mind.

In that early September morning mist, as a tiny girl, you took your place beside me,

And changed my life with your smile.

You left the temporary shelter of my body,

And joined the permanent shelter of my heart.

Your presence in this world begin on that beautiful morning but

Your soul was already here, waiting for you to come back.

Right from the beginning your wisdom and light shown through your tiny eyes.

Your smile contagious, your grace and love profound.

You are an eternal soul born to bring a spark of goodness and light back to this world,

Your simple presence making the world and my life a better place.

You are now a woman, holding the little hand of the next embodiment of profound sprit and wisdom.

Your light is strong in your daughter and so the cycle continues.

From mother to daughter, sister to sister,

Woman to woman.

Together we are strong, loving, grace filled and eternal and build on each other’s strengths.

The time has come for us to take our rightful place in this universe.

Our life-force will change the world and the heavens and bring them back into balance.

And as it was in the beginning, the hands that rock the cradle will hold the hearts of the world and all will be at peace once more.

The change has begun.

September 3, 2015

MC