Spiritual Poems

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The Molding Pot  This house is a molding pot made up of clay
were glad God sent us down your way
we were showed love, mercy, and grace
father purcells is this molding ...

Light is Love  Stars seem captive tonight, out there
held by their own gravity,
and so am I in thinking
space would mirror
the freedom of my inward gaze :
All ...

Sun Kissed Meadow  Full of beauty blessed with grace,
The sunlight danced upon your face,
It filtered through your golden hair,
And I could only stand and stare,
Your ...

Soul Journey  We've worn our many hats and faces,
Expressed our many airs and graces,
Have played our parts and lived our roles
On every stage as scenes unfold....

My Nightly Song  I love the surprise of how you appear

when I least expect it,

in such a variety of ways and forms.

You illuminate the moments of my days,

opening ...

Shaman  In a cave, there dwells a man,
Who heals the soul like no one can,
His method works, and many find,
New strength of soul, and peace of mind,
And ...

The Flip Side  I've got a story, packed full of glory, it's about a secret bridge.

If you want to see, you'll follow me, to the bottom of the ridge.

If you go, I ...

Signals to Her Heart  Out where the ocean beats its calm thunder
against grainy shores of quartz and sand,
she strolls, hands pocketed in her flowing gown
of pearl-like ...

Signals to Her Heart 
Out where the ocean beats its calm thunder
against grainy shores of quartz and sand,
she strolls, hands pocketed in her flowing gown
of pearl-like ...

So Many Fair Suitors  So many fair suitors all pull at your heart,
Those poets of splendor and painters of art,
Yes high volume charmers who hustle romance,
Splashing their ...

Celestial Trip  I think I'll leave my body and fly just like a balloon,
And hide from worldly worries on the dark side of the moon,
There's one thing that I need, before ...

Hospital Or Heaven  When I was a little girl
I went with Mom to visit my aunt,
My Mother was very nervous
To drive over the railroad tracks.

I was fairly quiet
Sitting ...

In Flowers and in Trees  We see it almost everyday
It blows now in the breeze,
It is scattered on the oceans
And is visible in trees.

It's there among the flowers
And in ...

Upon The Hill  The roses smell so sweetly
Behind the picket fence,
The grass is rich and green
It gives off a fresh cut scent.

The lilacs are in full bloom
The ...

Soul Sister  I search for my soulmate nothing less,

Someone to share my happiness,

To make the dive, so deep and far,

Inside myself, where angels are,

To ...

True friends  Kindred spirits like the photon
swiftly travel from afar,
time and space part with sorrow -
here today and gone tomorrow,
doors are always left ajar ...

Lucid and Beyond (OBE)  As if a change of consciousness was meant,
against the pull of ego, the body,
inwardly swept up in spiral ascent,
spirited away from all the world below,...

Autumn  Honeysuckle to the flame
and all her spring song,
floribunda to the same
and the summer long.

Cool shadows on the dial and gnomon
grey the hair ...

Nostalgia (Old England)   I remember a time when seven was old
and those hay - ricks were seen there, crossing the wold,

when a church door would open - never to lock
and hours ...

I Am 
There is a moment in the center

of the circling world,

when all faces and places and things,

and all thoughts and sights and sounds

disappear ...

For Lovers Only  Love takes our hands and guides us
where we could not go alone,
spreading blossoms on the path
to help us find the way.

A nightingale sings the secrets
...

Twilight  How light is time when by the fire
the coal is emptied from the hold,
when in the embers of those hours
came moments, glowing in the cold !

Impervious ...

Through All Time  Strange deja-vu, and at my back
those miles of Neolithic track -
without the footpaths and the styles
I seemed to know those boggy miles !
The unfamiliar ...

You Are The World   The causal spirit
imbues the seed,
that roots to feed
and send the sap
up to the blossom,

so tarry there a while
in summer light,
don't pass on ...

Beyond the Sleeping Sphere  Mourning dove is in the wood
sounding through my observations,
sunset on the mountain top
giving back the constellations,
nightjar mimics in the air
...

An Easter Song (going deeper)  I trace that early fish that has
eroded from the stone,
but what was meant was mystical
as marrow for the ...

The Other Side  I am alive the other side
and wait to watch the fever break,
love dampens down the flesh and bone
to shed the light for heaven’...

Being in This  Sky at noon
echoes the bluebell,
ghosting the moon
echoing dust,

bee to bloom
where the live wire sings,
follow ...

Creative Transformation  I light the paper in the bowl
the flame leaps up into the hole,
what form there was in tongues of blue
has vanished ...

Faith  For faith, is there another way
than to kneel at the foot of mystery ?
As of a sudden or in limbo,
without direction, being lost
beneath the sun above
...

Cavern (Tangible trace)  Was it unwittingly a choice
to sound in us an ancient voice ?
Sought empathy with mortal fears
to find so many eyes and ears ?
Had breath across a ...

Warmth  After the winter gloom, through spring
that feeling of well - being
to be bathed again in summer ;
by a lake , sleepy, reflecting blue sky,
a tired ...

Loving It. (For Alan Watts)  A moments youth, a wrinkled face
as on my hand the line I trace,
and in between, so close, yet far
to seem that ' I ' was never here,
and rapid too ...

Life 

life is not a given thing
that you might cease to see
for life is what you are, my friend
and it shall always ...

Waiting  The eternal waiter, smiles and pours the wine
that we, my friend must taste before we dine,
until the tired motion of our feet
fall back into the ...

Yugen (Zen. the sense of)  Rays at sunrise like a chord
fill the mountain air with song,
all vibrations to a word
reminiscent of a gong ?

Grandeur is the rolling earth
in ...

Truth  The truth is like a dream
where nothing has a name,
as all our tomorrows
are that which never came ;
she punished as ...

Communion of Hearts  When I lay my head
next to the beloved’s heart
and nestle into that harbor
of refuge and rest,
I enter into a sanctuary of love
slipping silently ...

Another Golgotha ?  I think of that old tree,
( still dear to me,)
like God’s fingers, clutching the earth -
feeding below the canopy above ;
but what have we made of ...

A Narrow Way  There was a humble man
in empathy with cosmic light,
who in desert climes
filled his head with stars at night,
distilling their bright beauty
to shine ...

Traces of Maya 




Catkins droop as buds promise,
snowdrops point me to the spring,
trees that branch into existence
mark their ...

Haiku Trail  It is hard and bleak
now, below his tired feet
with the grey above him,

albescent with time
clouds bubble above him there
like an old man’s beard,...

Rame Head  I feel an uplift at the edge
on wings that glide the scaur,
as grasses slant away with me
to sails that list offshore .

I feel the poles of east ...

May Moorland 
I love the moor in May
covered with lavender and ling,
the strewn boulders that hide
an unimaginable power,
that tiny, violet flower
sheltered ...

The Divine  Every time we name it
we seek to grab and claim it,
in vain temples, house it
to build our lives upon it
and this, we call ˜ the ...

Did No One Hear !  Listening to that small male thrush
around the spire, above the yew,
singing in the midnight hush
as if the stars were listening too.
So crystal clear,...

Inner Journey  I felt the strain of getting older -
which way to proceed and how far,
needing to see from the highest boulder
to take a bearing from ...

Nocturne (Correlation)  As if the quiet moon
had hypnotised the wood
to give it mood,
her secondary light
silhouettes the owl
that blinks ...

VISION  Am unready for the substance
of the bodhi tree,
I will drink the cactus rain
and wait for glory,

but is that water just the heat
tempting ...

Sacrament of the Moment: The Eternal Sensed.  My old clock ticks away the day
that haemorrhages the evening,
and like a night nurse at the bed
as growing ...

Framed  Above the antique glass
and wistful steeple,
where the man - made hours pass
the timeless people,

where acres of green trees
hypnotise my eyes,...

Wonder  As time - lapse on a camera
the night sky swirls around the bluff,
though what we see is relative,
our shutter speed is quite enough !

Enough to ...

Zen Pipes 






Clogged - up to the eaves
time to roll one's sleeves,
is this the way of zen
raking the leaves again,
observing one's thoughts, but ...

Now  Through parted curtains,
as if by a magnet,
I am drawn to the window
by the pull of the full moon,
slowly filtering, distilling
from my brain, all ...

Heaven is not Location  Imagine if you will, that your true essence
is like dark infinite space, which represents
your true self and is also the biological expression
of your ...

I Sing to Your Beauty  Deep within you,
there is a treasure
waiting to be discovered
and longing to be found.
Hidden within the rhythm
of your heart is a source of power,...

My Knightly Dream  I dreamt a dream of bygone days to when I heard you say,
that I could be your shining knight and all the dragons slay,
I built you a palace upon a hill ...

A Rainbow Serenade 
Rain turning to ice, and ice to snow,
covering the promise of spring,
as winter has its say,
blowing like a buffoon
boasting of its power.
Flowing ...

A Song for the Beloved 
Oh, how the stream clears in the silence,

as the flow of my heart is set free.

Love answers my open heart

out of a mystical depth

where ...

My Divine Angel  As I sleep amid my dreams,
My angel comes on moonlit beams,
She wakens me with kisses sweet,
my love for her is oh so deep,
Her grace is abundant and ...

Love is a Choice to Live  Sometimes, the world goes out,

and there isn’t a sound

in a moment at the end of a breath,

a pause in the vast expanse

of an evolving world,...

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