Alive

“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.” ― Rumi

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ALIVE
 
Ah, how I love silence!
When people sleep and
only the breeze in secret
hums to my ear.
 
When trees tightly hug my soul,
the ocean gently brushes against my feet
and wild birds dance their song
without audience, without cheer.
 
That’s when I feel the breath of life.
That’s when my spirit touches the sky.
 
 
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Somehow

“Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved.” – Helen Keller

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SOMEHOW
 
With each sorrow
like a seed deep in soil
somehow
we grow.
 
The rays of light we thought
we’d never see
reach our broken soul
and somehow
we heal.
 
Perhaps a word of love,
warm touch, a smile
after a long winter the sun
and we realize that
somehow we can
even thrive.
 
 
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Spiritual Bridges

“Learn to light a candle in the darkest moments of someone’s life. Be the light that helps others see; it is what gives life its deepest significance.” – Roy T. Bennett

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SPIRITUAL BRIDGES
 
What if I became a grain of sand,
would you be an ocean’s wave
to carry me into the starry night and
back into the dawn’s song?
 
What if I became a tear,
would you be the cheek
for my sorrow to roll away?
 
What if I were in need of your hand,
would you open your heart to help?
 
We can never make it
in this wide world alone.
We must be mountains
for one another to lean on.
 
We must be valleys
for our souls to rest.
We must be open skies
for our wings to learn to fly.
 
We must be spiritual bridges
for our heartbeats to meet, to melt
into the melody of life.
 
Otherwise, we are already dead.
 
 
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Silhouette of Life

“Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” – Vicki Corona

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SILHOUETTE OF LIFE
 
Under the sky far away
illuminated by the glow of
the setting sun where
there’s no need for words
to try to communicate.
 
Together we sit in awe
and wonderment
as we observe the waves of times
radiating through our souls;
people from different paths.
 
At the moment we forget about
gender, age and race,
about sorrow and despair.
Some are tourists, some are locals
it’s the North Shore,
the end of an island
 
where we’re all embraced
by the magic of the ocean’s arms
as children of the universe;
green turtles, sandpipers and humans,
trees, shrub, grains of sand.
 
The hour before moonrise
as the sun leisurely sets to rest,
all living becomes
a breathtaking silhouette.
 
 
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I’ll Speak Of Life

“All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming.” – Helen Keller

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I’LL SPEAK OF LIFE
 
I’ve known hopelessness,
therefore I’ll speak of hope.
 
I’ve known loneliness,
therefore I’ll sit by you when you feel alone.
 
I’ve carried my broken heart in my arms,
therefore I’ll hear your cries.
 
I’ve walked through the forest of darkness,
therefore I’ll help you to discover your inner light.
 
I’ve lived with heavy sorrow,
therefore I’ll feel the pain in your soul.
 
I’ve known helplessness,
therefore I’ll hold your spirit up when you can’t.
 
I’ve thought of opening the doors of death,
therefore I’ll help you to treasure the gift
of meaning and fulfillment.
 
And, if you sit for a while
your eyes will slowly open to the breath of life
and you might just realize
how impermanent all sorrows are.
 
All that once hurt builds our strength.
All that once broke our hearts
might be the journey for healing each other’s scars.
 
And if you sit for a bit longer,
you might just feel your soul expand and
learn that the wisdom of life is to grow
from innocent to broken to whole again.
 
 
 
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Whispers of Time

“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.”Søren Kierkegaard

 

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WHISPERS OF TIME?
 
Is it nostalgia?
Is it melancholy?
Is it the song on the radio?
Is it the honey rays in the trees?
Is it the hurricane on the East shore?
Is the fire destruction on the West coast?
Is it my dog’s peaceful eyes?
Is it my aching heart?
Is it the disappearing act of love?
Is it the whispers of time?
Is it the passing birthdays?
Is it the falling leaves?
Is it the dying heroes?
Is it the months exchanging names?
Is it the sorrow, is it joy?
The ever-dancing sun, the heavy snow?
Is it the colors of the sky?
Is it the ashes on the path we walk?
Is it good-bye, is it hello?
Will we ever know?
 
 
 
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Dancing In The Rain

“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” – Langston Hughes

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DANCING IN THE RAIN
 
When the sun hides
and smile is nowhere to be found.
When the clouds are low
and love can’t quite
reach your Soul,
listen to the inner song.
 
Put your dreamer’s hat on,
ballet shoes and dance
like there’s no tomorrow.
 
Play the soundtrack of your life
on the strings of your heart
for no one else holds the key
to unlock that instrument.
 
So…when there’s no sun to feel,
dance in the rain until it washes
all your worries away.
 
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Midnight Glow

“The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone.” ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

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MIDNIGHT GLOW
 
I came to the end of the valley,
where the last tree stands
lonesome, it seems,
but the mountain stream
playfully runs by it as if
they were best of friends.
 
I sit down for a moment
resting my back against the mossy trunk,
my bare feet in the stream
as I melt into the surrounding;
with the view of pure splendor
and every drop of mist,
with every touch of a butterfly’s wing
that brushes against my skin.
 
Peaceful, I let it all flow,
I let it all go
as the daylight dances into
the midnight glow.
 
 

 

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The Map Of Life

“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.” – C.G. Jung

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THE MAP OF LIFE
 
Do you know what’s there to enjoy
besides the beauty of your soul?
 
Study the lines on your face
meandering around your eyes, so honest,
and the corners of your mouth
 
for they are the gentle rivers
on the map of your being;
the journey of your life,
the spirit you’re meant to be.
 
They dance when you smile,
they widen when you weep,
 
deep as the sorrows you’ve lived,
fine as the art of loving and
opening your heart.
 
Just imagine if there were no lines,
no paths on the map of life.
No waves in the sea,
a forest without trees;
no sign of living.
 
 
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Hope Is The Gardener

“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ― Pablo Neruda

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HOPE IS THE GARDENER
 
On the shoulders of mountaintops
In the branches of Nature’s grasp
In the eyes of the sapphire sky
In the bed of the lullaby land
The soul rests, the soul dances
Like warriors after a battle’s end.
 
In the promise of every dawn
In the smile of a morning rose
In the kiss of ocean’s wave
Love heals the broken pieces
Love calms the stormy shores.
 
When we cannot walk any further
and cannot feel the fog’s clearing
When the heart cannot sing its song
And the eye cannot see through its tear
Hope is the gardener, hope is the arrow
The path for us to follow; our home.
 
 
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