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Another piece from my past. A reflection on what we might learn if we just listened to the universe with open hearts and minds.

If only we would listen

 

The mantle of power is passed

Through the ages

A burden to some

A responsibility to bear

Marching through the journey of life

Dispensing knowledge and hope

Teaching others to care

Visions of all that’s been

And all that’s yet to come

The wisdom of our ancestors

Shared with zest and zeal

To any and all who open their hearts

Those who want to be real

Listen to the whispering winds

Echoes from the oceans

Power comes from many paths

Oft seldom understood

Destiny weaves a tangled web

Of fine and sticky threads

There is much to learn

If only we’d listen when we should

April 2006

© Helen B

Tides of emotion...

Tides of emotion

Like the pull of the tides
Emotions sweep over us
A dance of ups and downs
Twirling us this way and that
As the ocean casts driftwood
And other treasures
Each pleasure and pain
Carving us into who we will be
Flotsam and jetsam
Washed in by the sea
Fear, grief and sadness
Happiness, Joy and love
They all leave an indelible mark
We don’t always see
Allow ourselves to feel
And our spirits will always be free


© Helen B 2008

 

peace and healing

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Forget me not....

Forget me Not

Forget me not
your spirit whispered
to me upon the wind
I felt your breath upon my neck

How could I ?
mine called back softly,
smoothly travelling the distance
in the warmth of the spring night air

Do you remember when.....
your spirit asked
A wistfulness imparted,
delicate as a butterflies touch upon my skin

My spirit smiled
and raised a hand.
Do you not see the shining light
surrounding my very soul?

Arms wide open
my spirit reveals to you
the memory of my heart,
Imprinted permanently forevermore

How would I ever forget
the priceless gift
of unconditional love
shared freely and without measure

A sigh upon the wind
I feel the recognition unfold
a relief and soaring of your heart
My precious one, of my life you will always be a part

Two spirits
speaking silently
no words required at all
Oh I remember when .....and never forgot at all

 
© Helen B 2009 

peace and healing

Drifting....

 Drifting

Drifting
Slowly meandering
Across endless blue skies
Dancing as a dandelion
On the breezes of spring
The tinkle of laughter
Fills the air
Sun kissed skin
Warm and soft
My thoughts spiral
Breathing deeply
I inhale the touch
Of mother earth
And I am comforted


peace and healing

© Helen B 2007

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The scars on the inside...

The scars on the inside

The scars on the inside
Are the ones that matter most
The scars on the inside
That no-one else can see
The scars on the inside
Tearing us apart
The scars on the inside
Breeding fear and insecurity
The scars on the inside
Feel them with your heart
The scars on the inside
Can true love smooth them out?
The scars on the inside
The depths of a fiery hell
The scars on the inside
We learn to hide them well
The scars on the inside
Need validation if you care
The scars on the inside
Will always be there
The scars on the inside
Part of who I am
The scars on the inside
Dare you - love me if you can
The scars on the inside
Always part of me
The scars on the inside
Will love set them free?


peace and healing

© Helen B 2007