We must leave in no doubt the pure poetic power
found within a single flower emitting a sensual immediacy
of beauty most profound.
Yet even greater, and in addition to, is the resonating frequency of life
this one single flower transmits for all to experience and know,
if we would but allow ourselves to feel:
… the overlooked ethereal, eternal symmetry of just … being.
Welcome September and a very warm welcome to all my friends. Those I know and those I’ve yet to meet. May your days and weeks ahead be filled with creative happenings and positive experiences. I wish you well.
With sincere affection,
The Window of Our Soul
We gaze upon life’s mysteries
from the window of our soul,
manipulation be our role?
Are we the chosen players,
embedded in this life,
must we flourish midst this strife?
Or in truth, are we exploring
while refining redefining
what is known, to what will be
enlightened beings who can see,
– through the window of our soul!
“Wisdom is written there
In the eye of the beholder
If he and she would but see
Not refine or filter out
the view from Earth’s life of …
…today’s surreal reality!”
weeping silent angel
Sleep, Silent angel, dry all your tears.
Rest, be at peace with so many fears.
Please don’t cry for our sorrows,
And our maybe tomorrows
… if we don’t get it right,
With our planet so in plight.
Sleep silent angel, do not cry for our grief
Spoiled sea, air and land,
fouled by a thief – yet in truth by our hand.
Do not cry for the loss and neglect and abuse,
Even as we do remain so obtuse.
Sleep silent angel, I beg don’t despair
We still are your people and though careless – do care.
Rest up your wings for tomorrow may bring
A renewal of hope with perchance a rebirth,
of loving and giving
on our home – Planet Earth!
Today’s not yesterday and it’s also not tomorrow, even though it seems we spend part of each day dwelling on those past and potential future events.
Perhaps it may be wise to live more in the ‘right now’ of things where we can and do effect, potentially many, of the events shaping our everyday lives.
“When all is said and done
what today we have begun
is the single thing
that tomorrow brings
through yesterday’s recall
those memories from us all.”~Plh
“Live long and prosper” ~ Spock, Starship Enterprise
With much affection,
I wish you well.
Wisdom enters gently
within these changing days
to always walk among us
in myriads of ways.
With change does come renewal
as nature always knows,
and the seasons of our lifetimes
ever onward flows.
In the still of every night
The stars may still be shining bright
But Darkness in the light of day
Makes hard to keep our fears away!
I do not know from when to where
Cannot conceive how we can’t care.
What we’ve become to darken ways
darkening all tomorrows days.
Where have gone the love and joy
for every single girl and boy.
STOP, stop no more I say
THIS, this is not the way.
Brothers, Sisters are we all
All together or we fall
and fall and fall
and fall and … fall!
“Love does bless with abiding strength
so deep, so strong, so pure,
nothing overcomes unconditional love
as it gives us the power to endure.” ~Plh
Love is a very small word representing the biggest meaning in the world. There truly isn’t anything stronger or greater than love and when given free reign, it can conquer fear and hate.
“Love large, it does a body (and mind and soul) good!” ~Plh
Take care of you and yours.
With sincere affection,
Be gentle, be kind, be forgiving
in a world gone mightily mad.
Be loving, be grateful, be happy
Not angry, disillusioned or sad.
As you slowly replace the material
and seek to find goodness within
you will see you have reached the ethereal,
unconditional love then begins.
Have a wonderful remaining week of days. May your heart be filled with love and your life be filled with the riches of family and friends (those you know and those you’ve yet to meet!) Always remember to take care of you,
With great affection,
photo by Annie Leibovitz Más
“Echoes that are heard
after misspoken words
create resonance sweeping,
leading often to weeping
in sadness despaired
but words never cared.
And once they’ve been spoken
more words become token
of aftermath’s reflection,
and perhaps introspection
of poorly said words
that should’ve never been heard:
Misspoken words are like yesterday’s songs
always remembered for oh so ere long.”
~ Plh, 2016
Take care of you and if you’ve the time take care of a few others too.