Trying Not to Write

 I succeeded,

 I did not write a thing! 

 And I always write something, 

 On the walk, 

 Or in the café, 

 For in life, 

 There is too much to share, 

 Should I stop, 

 Or do I even dare? 

 It keeps on unfolding, 

 This thing we call life, 

 Through times of joy, 

 Even in trial or strife,

 For to stop is a sin, 

 And a new day begins, 

 There is more to do and say, 

 Even in the same places, 

 Even with the same faces, 

 For whom in time and space, 

 Has ever defined life? 

 I keep trying, 

 And I keep writing, 

 Even in this effort not to write, 

 And people keep living, 

 And keep giving, 

 Experiencing, 

 Laughing, 

 Crying, 

 Hurting, 

 And loving, 

 In the day and in the night, 

 And so this is my effort, 

 Trying not to write. 

Piercing of The Veil

 Energy, which can neither be created or destroyed, is known to 

have the potential of piercing through our physical reality to others recognized

by physics or theoretical physics.  Likewise, love is an energy which may pierce

through the physical world to the spiritual.  This has been felt by people of 

faith throughout time since the greatest act of love not only pierced the veil,

but tore it in half.

This world is an illusion,

Just a veil before our eyes,

A persistent illusion for certain,

As Einstein himself once described,

For he told us all matter is energy,

Atoms being mostly empty space,

Confirming a truth about love,

Which Jesus once spoke in this place.

Jesus said what we do for others,

Are things being done unto Him,

For this convincing veil of reality,

With love becomes paper thin,

When this energy pours from the heart,

Actions of love will pierce through,

To God creating life from the start,

Confirming what is real and true.

When the piercing comes from His hand,

We see miracles occur in our lives,

For His magic flows through our weak hands,

What seemed impossible comes true in our eyes,

We may feel lost past the veil in the darkness,

Though the stars confirm truth in the night,

For fear is the illusion in darkness,

The clear truth is we are found in His light.

The great gift you can give in living,

Is the gift given without regard to your pain,

When you reach out in spite of your sufferings,

The life He pours upon you is gain,

For God’s own Son took joy in His suffering,

Saving our lives being the result of the plan,

Tearing the dark veil between God and us,

Through the piercing love placed in His hands.

Turn the Page

The breeze comes on the evening sun,

Lifting birds to the sky,

While people travel to and fro,

Where they are going,

I do hope they know,

Sounds,

Calls,

Noise,

Data,

Streaming…

Time,

Stress,

Nerves,

Mind,

Reeling…

With my mouth closed,

My heart is listening,

The voices of old friends gone,

Introduce new friends to come,

Family is togetherness,

Whether blood or by choice,

Together giving voice,

Joy in simple things.

Jokes,

Laughter,

Cookies,

Clearing,

Resting,

Testing,

Together,

At our best.

Canolli recipe passed down,

From mother’s heart to heart,

Kitchen to kitchen family,

Magic from hand to hand,

As the story keeps unfolding,

Life and joy continues,

For the heart continues yearning,

And so the pages keep turning,

Turn the page.

The Initiative

Jeanette and Alexander knew each other since childhood.

 They fulfilled their dreams spending each day together.

Their only remaining wish was to be together at the end.

On their 75th wedding anniversary, they passed away in each other's arms.

This is where the story begins...

Hand in hand,

They play as children,

Girl and boy,

No need of toys,

Just in a field,

Or up a tree,

Hand in hand,

For all to see.

Heart in heart,

And into life,

As man and wife,

Share pain and joy,

No matter what,

And through all things,

Look in their eyes,

And hear them sing.

Life in life,

Fulfilling full,

For all in all,

They do stand tall,

In family’s eyes,

From day to day,

Just joy in being,

Always this way.

And hand in hand,

Their tale is told,

Though they’ve grown old,

Forever young,

Never to part,

Soul initiative,

Right from the start.

Stripped Away

When things strip away,

Vision becomes clear,

Time becomes precious,

As we see life in truth,

With all who are near.

I do wonder why,

When people do suffer,

Why it must be,

Where it will go,

And when will be me.

For pain does exist,

All things have a purpose,

And pain joins our souls,

As we each reach out,

In the bond of love.

Circumstance fades,

And differences cease,

And all of our souls,

No matter where,

Become all that is real.

As we see life in truth,

With our borrowed breath,

Within physical illusion,

Of an energy image,

Perspective we test.

We are the gift,

We give to each other,

Each passing moment,

Another chance,

Another treasure.

Take joy in all pain,

Take joy in all pleasure,

Make joy being together,

For this is the magic,

That flows in life’s song.

Just Listen

 

The voices,

Of the hearts,

Of the rhythm,

From the start,

Feeds the waves,

Of the raves,

Of life that craves.

From the voices,

Making choices,

Amidst the noises,

Making silence,

Filling meaning,

With ears ringing,

Blocking us,

From those beside us.

Stop and listen,

Magic will glisten,

Showing stars,

Within your days,

Allowing life,

To surpass strife,

Bringing meaning,

From wisdom gleaning,

And heart singing,

To all your days.

So to others,

And to yourself,

Give your heart’s ear,

And nothing else,

Through the laughter,

And the cries,

You will make out,

The Voice on High,

So let it dawn,

It is not gone,

It is life’s song.

Never in Heaven

It struck me that one thing we can do on Earth, which we will never do in Heaven, is left someone up.  We will never have that pleasure there as no one will be down again.  How many wonderful things there are which we can do now, if we count each day a blessing to use!

You cannot lift someone up,

Where no one will ever be down,

Experiencing wonderful joy,

Of bringing such strength,

To bring someone through,

The darkness.

We will no longer be learning,

Where all things are known,

Surrounded by beauty in truth,

In wisdom walking through wonders,

Fantasy fulfillment of joy,

In light.

Helping the sick will be history,

As history becomes fulfilled,

With all sickness and pain departing,

Perfect health and happiness imparting,

From the hand of the Heart of Life,

In God.

Expectation’s excitement,

Becomes fulfilled in fullness,

For all good things that could be,

Live forever where they should,

With accomplishment accomplished,

In fullness.

Here on Earth is opportunity,

To add to the treasure of forever,

For Paradise is more than we can see,

Imagination beyond the reach of joy,

For there is much we can do here,

Though never in Heaven.

Transcending Light

We are never alone,
Time passing through time,
As we mark the changes,
In this veil of illusion,
We mark the chapters,
Yet are they really there?
For there are no chapters,
In the song of life.

God sees us on Earth,
So alive in his love,
We choose to embrace,
The one true God,
Yet when leaving Earth,
We never leave His sight,
For He sees the past as now,
And then we are with Him,
We move from life on Earth,
To life realized in perfection,
And the song never ends.

I see our souls moving,
Colors in motion,
Passing within and above,
Each adding to another,
Each color growing,
Changing in beauty,
Never loosing character,
For we each touch another,
Life upon life,
Love upon love,
Shining God's light.