Category: love

The Keeper of the Words

On By MiCoIn changes, hope, Joy, light, love, poetry4 Comments

I will write it, I know I will, but

The thoughts are not yet ripe.

It takes time.

They are lingering in the back of my mind.

I can feel their presence,

Taste their flavor, and

Feel them in my soul.

The words to express my thoughts are

Getting closer and stronger but

I am almost afraid of them

Because I know when they are ready,

They will flood my will and overwhelm me.

There will be no stopping the tide.

The words will flow through me as they are not of my making alone.

They are thoughts and ideas that have a need to be born into this world

And I am only the wielder of the pen,

The keeper of the words.

God Space

On By MiCoIn changes, courage, faith, god, hope, Joy, light, love, love poetry, peace, poetry, spirit1 Comment

The night sky displays

A sea of stars that shine as

Pinpoints of hope in the darkness.

It is a sweet darkness,

A still darkness in the arms of God.

He holds his creation close to his heart and

Gives it space to grow and spread His promise of love’s light.

The confluence of our channels of prayer and the gathering of oms has the power to

Open the sails of change.

Sails that steer ships with hulls full of enlightened souls

Through the welcoming love of God’s thoughts

Populating the emptiness between the stars

And the heart of the Creator.

It is through us that His word becomes manifest

And His darkness is empty no more.

His Words

On By MiCoIn hope, Joy, light, love, love poetry, peace, poetryLeave a comment

Some words are hard.

Their sharp edges slice and leave

Smooth slippery cuts, deep and painful.

Some words are afraid.

They bend and give,

And slide away in the heat of the moment,

Too weak to last and too shy to stay.

Some words are bitter

And stay bitter long after they are spoken.

These bitter ones are hard to accept as they are often spoken in anger.

They are vile and spiteful and

Cling and control and hurt without end.

Some words are strong.

They can be good or bad, right or wrong,

Truth or lies, it doesn’t matter as

Their strength alone makes them believable.

Some words are soft and warm,

They heal and hold, love and give,

And are too often mistaken for weakness.

But the most important words remain silent.

As when speaking the greatest truth, there is no need for words.

No hard or soft ones.

No bitter or strong.

And even the soft and lovely can be left behind.

So leave them all behind and let your soul speak the truth with your actions and heart,

uncluttered by words and their convoluted meanings.

Learn to live in that place where the universal language of love and peace speaks in silence,

The place where we all are one in His light and love,

Where sorrow is left behind, words of humankind have no power or meaning and

Love is all there is.

Words are way overrated.

9/2/18   Happy Birthday Lord Krishna, Hari Om

 

 

Good Enough

On By MiCoIn earth, garden, growing, Joy, light, love, nature, peace, poetry, seasons, summer, sweetness, thanks4 Comments

I can’t get to it all,

But its good enough.

I can accept that now.

The urgency for more is gone.

My time is well spent, and it is enough.

Less means more.

More time for each one,

Each bean, each tomato, each seed.

The rows welcome me to the garden

Each day filled with goodness and grace.

Jars, 6 at a time with more tomorrow, gleam on the kitchen counter.

I savor the moments of steaming pots and boiling beets.

Summer heart shared with fogged windows and pinging jar seals.

It is more than good enough.

Summer Sweet

On By MiCoIn earth, garden, god, growing, Joy, light, love, love poetry, nature, peace, poetry, seasons, summer, sweetness3 Comments

Mist clings to the clover

And rolls as breath among the gardens.

On sultry summer mornings,

The air is perfumed with the essence of savory herbs and

Delights the senses of the trees.

Heavy air holds the flavor of flowers and

Slips in silence over webs woven between blades of grass in midnight’s darkness.

Hay fields stir, awakened by the morning’s sun warmed breezes and

Another summer day begins.

Summer Nights

On By MiCoIn changes, hope, Joy, light, love, love poetry, nature, poetry2 Comments

Star fields swim on summer nights,

As Moon rolls across the sky,

Stirring them in her wake.

At midnight, Mother rests, sleepy from summer sun’s toasting,

While crickets quiet down and trees rest their arms and sleep too.

Gentle night breezes stir leaves in a quiet hush and

Mother Earth sighs and surrenders to another

Summer night in peace.

August

On By MiCoIn changes, earth, faith, garden, growing, hope, Joy, light, love, love poetry, nature, peace, poetry, poetry changes, seasons2 Comments

August, a month of

Heavy air, morning mists and summer’s last hurrah.

Its sultry nights are drenched in humid air and thunder

With light shows between the clouds at midnight and

Rain hissing in the dark on the forest green.

Late summer dawns are still and thick and hang over

Flowers spent and gardens full.

In late August the earth speaks to me in fruits and vegetables,

Hay fields and corn rows, empty fields and full root cellars,

Reminding me that Summer’s end is near.

Darkness

On By MiCoIn candles, changes, darkness, dreams, earth, faith, hope, Joy, light, love, love lost, love poetry, pain, poetry, poetry changes, summer2 Comments

The stillness of the night air

Hangs heavy outside my window.

Its darkness threatens to come in,

But my reading light keeps it at bay, and

Although the light is bright, drips of silent night

Sneak in around the edges of my window sill

And puddle on the floor by the curtain hem

To remind me of the darkness that lurks just outside

My window

And my heart.