NIGHT

God, be with me in this long night
Assure that tiny flickering flame
Buried deep within my  chest
Be not snuffed out by
These merciless winds of change.

Be with me as I plummit through surrender.
This inifinitely vast void.
Shepherd me to holy mystery

Take my hand through death
Lead me past it’s rot
Let me not linger in it’s seduction
but be my courage towards a dawning.

 

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A Song to Sing the World

A SONG TO SING THE WORLD

I reached for a song to sing the world,

what I found were the stars

counting themselves across the sky,

and a half full moon dancing her way to the sun.

Thirsty roots drinking below my feet

falling up to branches stretching for

the space where heaven and earth meet.

A union whispering;

belief and mystery

a compass for destiny.

 

The rhythm of remembering

where past and present forget their names

and infinity cares enough to come back and count the seconds;

keepers of the secrets to

perception’s artistry.

 

I reached where silence speaks

Loudly on his throne.

Lecturing on

the generosity of shadows,  

the courtesy of seasons,

and the intellect of dawn.

 

Here I reached a little more,

to where the soul turns

and the dream has proof

It has awakened,

and found at last

No song that I alone, can sing.

 

Dreams

So what are you to do
with all your dreams coming true?
Celebrate each moment.
Inspire those around you.
Reach past the stars
inside of Heaven’s gate.
Never question destiny
This glorious fate.

Write a poem
Tell a tale.
The epic ode
To all you know
Plant the seeds and watch them grow.
Walk inside the ocean
And fade into the blue
Let the sky above you
Sing it’s silky song
Never miss a moment and let the day be long.
Sit on rooftops
Making music
And worship
Your sound
Blowing kisses to the ground.

Yes

Yes, all is holy.
Yes, all is sacred.

The folds of the inner workings.
The great mysteries that perpetuate the mechanics of the heart and creation.

This is what this is for.
The fires that burn deep and pure.
The wisdom and discipline that pulls up the sun in all it’s specialness and oneness.

The surrender into the cosmic, unidentifiable soup that is to be a human-
capable of so many things.

And the capacity of the mind-the matrix we build with thoughts; our etheric hands.
And yet, each day we wipe our brows to begin fresh work.
An entirely new set of circumstances.

And there are babies still hungry,women still raped. Screams that echoe and the mind at once says how could it ever be enough.

And the heart says be all that you are and you will anchor the same.
Words, so powerful;
prayers that source from the heart.

Yes, make them louder. Yes, go boldly. Yes, travel to the source of all that is.
That great space of empty fullness that reaches beyond the confines, between molecules seen and unseen.

Crescendo

Whether by goodwill or good fortune
Know the stars you paint are never numbered.
And when you pause, if only for a moment
may it not be to count.
But rather to harvest their sweetness
by no tiresome eye
that has stared at so many heavens.

In every great unveiling there travels many prayers,
that dance in their rhythms-
fast or slow…
This world’s immortal crescendo.

Welcome

Welcome to the day the sands of time fortold.
Where somehow the current of life has washed you upon the shores of here and now.
Where the ocean meets the sky and edges disappear.

Welcome to the day that the raging fire of your life finally has the fields of destiny it’s longed to burn through.

We Say Thank You
We Say your welcome.
Welcome Home.
Welcome to the family of light that burns the same as that raging fire of your life.
Welcome to your dream.

We say Thank You
We say well done.
For giving your all,
for the courage to step forward into the new
and allowing the past to
fall underneath

There’s something special in the moments of wonder
something of a stumble into surrender,
something of the magic of chance, mixed with this motion.
This fearless dance, our birthright.

Dive deeper into love, so the world will survive,
its not over now.