Poem:
We, Children of your World
You speak to me
in places others rarely occupy,
I find your guidance in my soul.
And as it surrounds me with warmth,
peace arrives to nurture me.
with your unconditional love.
I try to pass this forward to those
less fortunate than I,
but they won't listen.
You can tie a string to their heart
lost souls of fallen grace.
Pull them along and allow
the meaning of humanity
to touch them.
How wonderful the way
you make us come together:
We, the children of your world.
May your words of truth, beauty and love touch someone who truly needs it
today.... I love you,K'
Poem:
Gentle kind of Rain
Outside
it's a gentle kind of rain
kind of rain to whisper
to someone 'ear tell them
your dreams.
your visions
your desire.
coming from your heart.
you listen as they respond
with a 'sigh' and smile
a sole tear
and a long passionate kiss.
embrace what you are longing
ardently free
Touch the soul
meld together
caressing buds each delicate flowers
both unfold
in this gentle rain
outside.
(Part one )- The
Resurrection
Alas !
I have regained my one true self my belief my love myself. There is a lightness
of being part of creation darkness is tolerable with warmth elements now.
I am out of the WELL !
Can you see me? Come here and let me embrace The beauty I have forgotten. Hold
me for my heart is touched and cradled with sweet love.
I voluntarily share this with you because you and I matter to each other. I
matter to me You matter to you We are we.
Tears flow a stream anew the learning process has begun to walk again
talk again
see, hear and smell and again all that is wondrous all that is beautiful.
(Part Two)- The
Journey
I will remember my once last reflection buried deep beneath rock and soot. As I
look down in the well, now my reflection is BRIGHT, I am SHINING !
I am NAKED with the psyche of love and joy.
Voices once feared in terror are now a chorus of wise souls to guide me; they,
the true stars in my universe. I am blowing a kiss down this well because I
will not return inside its deep negative realm, I will not travel that path
again and if I do return to this well I will travel immeasurably in
affirmations of life of creation to do as I see fit for my life, for now, this
is a chapter closed. So, another chapter opens. The depth is a disparate
circle, a voyage to one’s soul core channeled in parts - like galaxies, a
million of them. Paths of intrigue and mysteries only to unveil - there are no
mysteries to one’s soul only constant abundances of intrigue to know more
regarding one’s self.
Therefore, each day is as beautiful as the day before, with tomorrow embracing
the beauty of another soul, and so this continuous cycle endures to unfold, our
own pleasure principles of life.
(Part Three)- The
Celebration
All is here. All is now and I am in for the take, create, recreate and toss it
out whoever catches it may it enlightened you and kiss you with warmth. This is who I am:
The gentle breeze touching your face the rain you hear while you sleep the
first and last tears you weep your smile, your laughter the glow that surrounds
the fullest moon the voice that whispers “I love you” I am, the scent of
sandalwood, spice and myrrh, I am, I.I am with you my one true self. I am here,
look at me NOW.
If
I can sincerely convey
to you,
that you are lovely.
Not only visibly,
but internally,
intrinsically deep.
Your quintessence,
altruism
and stability,
is humanity at its prime.
Within your guise,
your allure,
blends a remarkable
graceful, utterly charming,
irresistible woman.
Ida Lupino - Actor, Director & Screenwriter.
A class Act!
