Category: love

All the Light of a Million Suns

On By MiCoIn courage, darkness, dreams, faith, god, hope, Joy, light, love, Man, peace, poetry, sadness, spirit, Woman5 Comments

 

His hands are weightless

His smile, eternal.

 

His eyes hold all the stars in the universe,

All the light of a million suns.

 

His energy charges every cell in my body and

His love powers and drives my nightly dreams.

 

When he speaks to me, his words feel like a warm soft blanket

Draped  with love over my shoulders.

 

His voice comes to me in the silence of meditation telling me to stop,

To let it all go.

 

He tells me that good will only come to me

After I throw out and reject the darkness.

 

He watches in silence and sadness as

I try but fail over and over…

 

He knows he can’t do it for me.

I know I can’t do it for myself.

 

 

Love in Silence

On By MiCoIn autumn, Joy, light, love, love poetry, poetry2 Comments

It is a soft and gracious October evening.

The wood-stove’s warmth seeps into every nook and cranny,

Warming me from the floor up.

I step out of a hot shower after coating my body with

The silky texture and fragrance of rosemary/lavender goats’ milk soap.

I wrap myself in soft cotton towels and robe and

Settle into my favorite chair for an evening of creating.

While I write, the clouds evaporate over my house and

Star light shines in through the skylight over my head.

The clear skies bring cold frosty night air to fog and freeze my windows.

But the warmth holds tight inside while the cold air presses against my door.

On this October night the stove will win, the moths will shiver, the crickets will fall silent and

Falling leaves will crackle and dance in the biting wind.

While I, in my soft warmth, will think of you and write of love in silence.

An Introduction to Me

On By MiCoIn changes, growing, hope, Joy, light, love, love poetry, nature, peace, poetry, thanks1 Comment

 

I have experienced an awakening into less,

An escape from more, and in such have found an introduction to me.

 

All else has faded away.  I now know that without my attention, it ceases to be.

I have observed its importance decrease as my peace has increased.

 

And now, now I check it all at the door as it is no longer needed,

As it no longer has any power over me.

 

And so the I am, the being that I am, the be all and end all, is still here as it was in the beginning.

Always the same, never to change, and always mine.

 

Truth and Freedom

On By MiCoIn autumn, courage, hope, Joy, light, love, love poetry, peace, poetry2 Comments

It is within the stillness between my heart beats and

The silence between my breaths that I have found my truth and freedom.

It is subtle, unimposing, but

All-encompassing and the only truth there is.

It is the only truth that need be, and the only reality that is eternal.

The truth is evident in the radiance that shines from the sleeping faces of babies,

And the soft sunshine on a clear blue autumn day.

My heart and soul accept the divine gift that has been given to me and I know now,

Beyond a doubt, that my freedom is of me and from me and

Mine alone to believe.

Still Believing

On By MiCoIn changes, courage, dreams, faith, hope, light, love, peace, poetry4 Comments

She feels like an endangered species,

While she waits, still believing in love,

She hides beneath the ordinary

Remaining the one who is always overlooked.

The well of love she holds is full,

Free for giving, free to be taken, to be emptied with limitless refills.

Yet still she waits, wanting to hope, yet not daring to,

Trying hard not to expect, knowing it may never be.

Loving yet never loved,

Loving alone,

Yet still believing.

Because of Him

On By MiCoIn autumn, faith, god, hope, Joy, light, love, Man, peace, poetry, spirit, thanks, Writing5 Comments

Gratitude for the smallest of things

Becomes gratitude for the eternal.

Because the eternal exists in even the smallest,

A baby’s laugh, a milkweed bloom, a crystal blue winter sky.

An autumn leaf, falls softly in silence,

Releasing its life with gratitude in a celebration of color.

It is the small things in my life that cover me in warmth and

Feed the fire of my gratitude with love.

I am thankful for sunrises and sunsets,

The defining moments of each day’s beginning and end.

I am grateful for my children and grandchildren –

All manifestations of God.

The life light in a newborn’s eye,

Holds the spirit of heaven and the knowledge of Krishna’s grace.

And when I am in danger of forgetting these things, I sit and go deep inside myself,

Inside to that point where I am connected directly to him and he brings me back to grace.

It is my gratefulness that fuels my passions for the loves in my life, from acorns to hummingbirds

Grasshoppers to lightning storms,

Soft kisses at midnight,

And sweet love in the morning.

I am grateful to exist in a flood of grace and love.

Grace that is endless and effortless, and love that is all encompassing.

My heart is full and soft and my smiles are because of him.

Hari Om

 

Nature’s balance (re-post from 2015)

On By MiCoIn earth, garden, god, growing, Joy, love, nature, poetry, seasons, summer, sweetness, thunder2 Comments

Purple thunder, speaking sky.

The sound sneaks in to doubting ears.

But soon, unable to be ignored, it rolls in

Splitting the sky,

Singing to my heart

And watering the earth.

As the storm approaches, the lights go out.

The air is still and filled with anticipation.

Birds become silent and

Trees grow heavy.

The rain follows the clouds

And the wind rocks the trees to the sound of the sky.

Heavy air crushes the field and

Rain pummels the garden.

Plants, grass and trees shake in the torrent and rivers run along

The roadside washing away the day’s dust.

The very earth trembles with the power of the storm

As lightening spells its name in the sky.

The black clouds race across the heavens and

Carry the storm on their backs.

But all too soon for me, the western horizon brightens, the

Energy is spent, the storm subdued.

Sunrays break through the darkness and

The earth sparkles and shines in its fresh – washed brilliance.

The storm has run its course,

Released its tension and fulfilled its purpose.

The birds resume their song, the brook runs full,

The garden is watered and the earth refreshed.

The thunder returns to silence and

Nature’s balance is restored.

 

 

Never Did

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Its treasures lie in plain sight and

The knowing is revealed but the truth of it all remains hidden – by choice, but not mine.

The knowing says I must take a first step but can’t look behind as

It is a step that  leaves no footprint and gives no clue.

But I remember as I have been here before,

Always alone, always.

This time I have learned that one step doesn’t always lead to another,

Another place, another time, another other.

But I don’t care anymore and therein lies the difference.

My steps have ceased to be random, with random direction or, as before, with no direction at all.

As it turns out, it really didn’t matter to either  of us,

Never did.

To Be Remembered

On By MiCoIn changes, courage, darkness, love, love poetry, poetry1 Comment

 

Even this has passed,

But all too soon.

It has left yet

Is not forgotten.

It remains in touches

Scents and feelings,

In bright white smiles

Hiding the truth.

Soft kisses smother the sadness for

What could have been.

And so it has become only a tool

To be used, a means to an end.

 

Now it is nothing more than a silence to be heard, and

A touch to be remembered.