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17 May 2015

songs of gold

Photo by Fisherman Dan @ Branford, CT

A yellow flower

(Light and spirit)
Sings by itself
For nobody.

A golden spirit
(Light and emptiness)
Sings without a word
By itself.

Let no one touch this gentle sun
In whose dark eye
Someone is awake.

(No light, no gold, no name, no color
And no thought:
O, wide awake!)
A golden heaven
Sings by itself
A song to nobody.

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Song for Nobody by Thomas Merton

Listen to Sarah McLaughlin sing Ordinary Miracle http://youtu.be/m4j_wrmpMnU

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06 May 2015

I am a poet

It has taken a while to embrace the poet.

The desire having been born much later in life,
to write poetry,
to bring to life, with words,
what I see, feel, moments of sanguinity.

I have never doubted the words I have written
because they were written in truth, my truth.
But I did doubt the title.
Poet.
What? These lines? Poetry?

There was too much significance behind the title.
A poet.
Wordsworth, Shelley, Dickinson, Frost, Walt Whitman…
Oh my. The idea left me breathless.
What was I playing at?

But then, the answer was blindingly simple.
Take away the significance.

Aren’t poems moments of grace, of revelation?

Humming to a birdsong,
delighting at the sight of valleys and mountains,
closing our eyes in ecstasy at the sweetness of a fruit
or the texture of bark under our fingertips…
Aren’t these the poetic murmurings of one’s heart?

While some of us choose to put it all on paper,
others choose to carry it all within their hearts.
Well then, underneath the cloak of conventionality,
aren’t we all poetic?
Aren’t we all poets?

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I am a poet by Rama Desai

https://ramaink.wordpress.com/author/ramaink/
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Listen to Lake Street Dive sing We Love All the Same Songs http://youtu.be/9sNbyjfgccc
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04 May 2015

the answer to how is love

Everything is made of God. Love lies waiting in it.

Every darkest mystery
hides grace.

The most desperate act
is born of hopeful longing:
though the hope has been withheld
the longing still burns.

Even the greatest tragedy
is made of blessed pieces
and drips with the light
of grace it has passed through.

In even the most evil despot
a heart beats and breath is given.

The graver the injustice
the deeper the listening needed;
the more foul the evil
the more love is required.

Grieve your sorrows without pretense.
         Protest oppression with courage.
Above all: don’t lose trust in the grace
         already infolded in the knot.
__________________
Steve Garnaas-Holmes
Unfolding Light
www.unfoldinglight.net

Listen to Gungor sing Beautiful Things http://youtu.be/1spkhp41ig4

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29 Apr 2015

Today!

This is why we survive the winter

The world shows off

Flowers are bursting color

Flaming forsythia frames the river

Fuzzy trees and bushes make me squirmy happy

The sky beams blue

The water waves joyfully

The sand gladly greets,

us with our winter legs

(except for the hardcore tanning bed crowd – already too brown for the rest of us)

little girls and their tattooed fathers pick up shells and rocks

to fill purple buckets of heartwarming, serious cuteness

coconut oil floats deliciously on the warm breeze

I can’t stop smiling

Spring has sprung

Let love begin

AL 4/29/15

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26 Apr 2015

blue skies

Close the doors.
You’ve already paid your dues.
Light the candles. Breathe
the Lilly of the Valley, the lilacs
in the vase. Reach for a pen.
Take a couple sheets of
parchment paper. Stretch.
Do Chi Gong. It seems obvious,
but sit down. Close your eyes.
Reach into the abyss. Tap into
the divinity, the Oversoul,
the Muse of the Mind. Let
your thoughts spill onto paper.

Let’s pretend you are the newest star.
Rescue your mind from a ditch.
Be aware a certain absurdity attends
outside the door. Awaken.
You are the healing waters.
Close the door, but don’t close
your mind. Come find your
own blue sky.

Blue Sky by Caroline Johnson

Listen to Willie Nelson sing Blue Skies http://youtu.be/sGZDwxnjG1g

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23 Apr 2015

settling in to happiness

What happens when your soul

Begins to awaken

Your eyes

And your heart

And the cells of your body

To the great Journey of Love?

First there is wonderful laughter

And probably precious tears

And a hundred sweet promises

And those heroic vows

No one can ever keep.

But still God is delighted and amused

You once tried to be a saint.

What happens when your soul

Begins to awake in this world

To our deep need to love

And serve the Friend?

O the Beloved

Will send you

One of His wonderful, wild companions—

Like Hafiz.

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What Happens by Hafiz

Today I want to greet joy

Without a trace of protection
I want to open my eyes to the light
Without a blink of dread
I want to look at my past
Without a whisper of shame
I want to look at my future
Without a hint of fear
Today I want to dance
Without pausing to think
I want to belly laugh
Without caring who hears
I want to open my arms
and twirl in the sun
Until I fall breathless
free to be myself
full of the joy
that I open to allow
completely letting go
Without even a smudge of suspicion
or an instant of hesitation

ACL 3/4/13

Listen to Stevie Wonder sing For Once In My Life http://youtu.be/3oZClso_yUQ

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22 Apr 2015

organic 🌎

We begin in the dark. Within.
Life.
Love.
Joy.
Invisible. Visible.
Grief.
Pain. Suffering. Healing.
Faith. Trust. Peace.
We grow and learn organically.
Evolution. Beginning. Ending.
Revolution. Courage. Strength.
Resolution. Passion. Alive.
All things come in their perfect time.
Longing. Loving. Belonging.
All things come.
Herky-jerky. Flowing.
Our choice.
Freedom.
Creativity.
Beauty. Kindness. Truth. Hope.
Are those gifts with wings
living in our hair.
Hovering around our shoulders.
Kissing our cheeks.
Wiping away our tears.
Birthing our songs as we rise from the ash. Flying.
As we live the dash.
In between.
Birth. Death. Visible. Invisible.

Connection. Miracles. Mystery.

Nature. Seasons. Harvest. Compost.

It’s who we are.

Dirt. Dust. Clay. Organic.

Earth.

ACL 11/19/13

https://m.facebook.com/WatercolorFlowers

God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. Genesis 1:31

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21 Apr 2015

humming

One old man keeps humming the same few notes
of some song he thought he had forgotten
back in the days when as he knows there was
no word for life in the language
and if they wanted to say eyes or heart
they would hold up a leaf and he remembers
the big tree where it rose from the dry ground
and the way the birds carried water in their voices
they were all the color of their fear of the dark
and as he sits there humming he remembers
some of the words they come back to him now
he smiles hearing them come and go