Sacred Poetry Share

As it has been a while since I've posted on my blog, I'll be rekindling the creative flow by sharing a handful of my own work. These poems were written during the closing of last year and the welcoming of the new year on the solar calendar. I have been inspired by the blossoming of Love in my own life to share more of my Spirit and my Truth and am looking forward to this post being the start of a new path of regular sharing both on this blog and in other avenues.

I encourage you to express your own creativity in whatever way you feel called. My words and the words of all the other poets spotlighted on this blog are echoes of your own voice from across the eternal Spiral. Clear your mind, let them settle in your heart and guide you to freedom.

As these are my own poems, I want to encourage you to leave comments or feedback that may help me improve my writing. As always, it is heart warming for me just to share these poems with all of you, but it is even more expansive to hear back from you, if they have touched your own heart.

So, sit back, relax, take some deep breaths and enjoy. 

Be the Light, 

Be the Love, 

Be Yourself 

 ~*~

Know Your Measure

By what means do you use to measure yourself?

Is it comparing to others?

 Is it comparing to Nature, to the world around you?

Is it a tool- external, solid, objectified? 

Is it a system- values, morals, laws?

Or, is it a feeling?

Is it an internal compass?

  Where does it sit?

Where does it point?

Who is even watching the needle spin?

Or the waves crest and fall?

~*~

Discovering

 

Lalla lit a way to here

and truly she did see,

there is no Shiva hiding here-

there is only you and me.

The Peace that comes when actually

the Union fully appears

is emptiness not loneliness,

for creatures such as we.

Freedom from

the piercing sweet 

and bitter taste

of lacking company.

My heart

so crystal clear 

-here now-

What is it that you see?

~*~

The Bounty of Union

The Guest would come

 for tea and eats

that lead to sweets.

Root in what is real

to drink of the one

whom is as sweet as Nectar.

To sip from the pools of your eyes

is impossible

until we are One

drowned in the Beloved.

~*~