Love is risen.
Love is alive.
Love covers
the multitude
of my sins.
The brightness
of Love
pulls me
out of darkness and despair
and into the light of the living.
Compassion
washes over me
and opens my heart
looking gently
upon myself
and softly
upon every other.
Monday, 31 August 2015
Thursday, 27 August 2015
There are no words for love
There are no words
for love.
Love is beyond
thinking and reasoning.
Love is the force of soul
erupting from the depths
of the human heart.
It is a power
that cannot be captured or measured.
It is a flow
of unifying Spirit
that we surrender to,
that we consent with,
that we step into.
It can be seen
on the faces of lovers.
It can be felt
in the presence of another.
One awakens to
and realizes love
as the substance
of their truest self.
Love is who you are.
Love is what you are becoming.
for love.
Love is beyond
thinking and reasoning.
Love is the force of soul
erupting from the depths
of the human heart.
It is a power
that cannot be captured or measured.
It is a flow
of unifying Spirit
that we surrender to,
that we consent with,
that we step into.
It can be seen
on the faces of lovers.
It can be felt
in the presence of another.
One awakens to
and realizes love
as the substance
of their truest self.
Love is who you are.
Love is what you are becoming.
Monday, 10 August 2015
The Day of Your Wedding
What joy!
What love!
Your two young souls
bursting with joy
as your eyes meet
in that beautiful moment
on your day of wedding.
I am overwhelmed
by the power of your emotion.
I get caught up
in the stream of your love
flowing to,
flowing fro,
a force
which catches and carries
everyone along with you.
You are aware only of each other
in that moment of union.
Yet the depth and wonder of your love
is known and experienced by all.
Tears gush down.
Emotions unfurl.
Minds lose reason
in the waves of your love.
All words are lost
in the shared experience
of two young hearts
meeting
for the promise of married love.
What love!
Your two young souls
bursting with joy
as your eyes meet
in that beautiful moment
on your day of wedding.
I am overwhelmed
by the power of your emotion.
I get caught up
in the stream of your love
flowing to,
flowing fro,
a force
which catches and carries
everyone along with you.
You are aware only of each other
in that moment of union.
Yet the depth and wonder of your love
is known and experienced by all.
Tears gush down.
Emotions unfurl.
Minds lose reason
in the waves of your love.
All words are lost
in the shared experience
of two young hearts
meeting
for the promise of married love.
Tuesday, 21 July 2015
Summer, where are you?
Summer,
where are you?
I've been expecting you,
longing for you.
But you have not arrived.
You seem so far away.
Will you not visit?
Even for a day?
Your sun and your warmth,
offers rest for my soul.
Come, summer,
open the sky,
pour down your sun
on this frozen isle.
where are you?
I've been expecting you,
longing for you.
But you have not arrived.
You seem so far away.
Will you not visit?
Even for a day?
Your sun and your warmth,
offers rest for my soul.
Come, summer,
open the sky,
pour down your sun
on this frozen isle.
Thursday, 2 July 2015
Summer Rest
The summer season
draws near.
The strings
of the tightly wound instruments
of work and responsibility
will be loosened for a time.
The summer rest
is a time for
re-creation,
a time
to breathe deeply
the invigorating air
of wilderness,
a time
to know nothing
only this moment
of living,
a time
to unwind
body, mind and soul,
and be
the wild Spirit
that we are,
that dreams
may come more freely,
new vision
may come more freely,
new life
may come more freely,
new love
may come more freely.
draws near.
The strings
of the tightly wound instruments
of work and responsibility
will be loosened for a time.
The summer rest
is a time for
re-creation,
a time
to breathe deeply
the invigorating air
of wilderness,
a time
to know nothing
only this moment
of living,
a time
to unwind
body, mind and soul,
and be
the wild Spirit
that we are,
that dreams
may come more freely,
new vision
may come more freely,
new life
may come more freely,
new love
may come more freely.
A Prophet's Voice
A prophet's voice
cries out from a distance
and speaks truth into your heart
a word
for you alone
and for all.
A prophet's presence
draws near
and hold's a mirror to your face
challenging
you alone
and all.
A prophet's Spirit
enters your soul
with compassion and love
filling
you alone
and all.
Jesus
is more
than a prophet
loving
you alone
and all.
cries out from a distance
and speaks truth into your heart
a word
for you alone
and for all.
A prophet's presence
draws near
and hold's a mirror to your face
challenging
you alone
and all.
A prophet's Spirit
enters your soul
with compassion and love
filling
you alone
and all.
Jesus
is more
than a prophet
loving
you alone
and all.
Love is Beautiful to Behold
Love
is beautiful
to behold,
a living Presence
deep
within the soul.
Love
is a wide open spaciousness
in which self
is forgotten,
and the freedom
of simply being
is discovered.
Love
is what we are made for.
Love
is for us to fall into.
Love
is what we are.
is beautiful
to behold,
a living Presence
deep
within the soul.
Love
is a wide open spaciousness
in which self
is forgotten,
and the freedom
of simply being
is discovered.
Love
is what we are made for.
Love
is for us to fall into.
Love
is what we are.
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