Don't need a bird-cage

Grateful to know
oneness
the unbound.
Grateful to see
thoughts
like flitting birds
without their usual
stamp of authority and
reality.
Grateful to know
don’t need a bird-cage
to trap and keep them
make them real.
Grateful to see
thoughts milling in
universal consciousness
as dust motes in sunlight
dancing in the unbound.
Grateful to know
don’t need a bird-cage.

© 5 Jan 18

Wildness

The wildness inside me responds
to the wildness outside
calling, drawing
tempting me to come and play.
I spend too long indoors and
the wildness is quiescent
resting
yet still it needs to roar
needs to be buffeted by the wind
battered by the rain
like a lone wolf answering
the call of its pack.

And so I slip-slide through mud
wind trying to bowl me over
rain to make me submit.
The wildness inside refuses and
on I go
to the top of the hill and catch
the beginning of a rainbow.
On I go
until the wildness is content.
Allowing the wildness within
to be itself, be free.

© 3 Jan 18

Shake off the old

End of the old year
rolling
into the unknown.
Shake off the old
welcome the new,
unknown gifts
unfolding surprises.

Be the light
breaking through darkness,
be the glorious light
shining, connecting.
Shake off darkness,
doubt, uncertainty.
Be the light,
be glorious!

© 31 Dec 17

Words unspoken

Where do all the beautiful
unspoken words go
if pencil is not put to paper
if they remain unsaid?
Are they swirling in the air
an over-heavy cloud
unable to release its droplets?
Are they dancing in the ether
just out of reach?

What happens to words unspoken?
We do not hear their resonance and beauty.
Do they remain in the ether
searching for a voice?
Or do they die from neglect?
Is there a space, a void somewhere
unintentionally filling
with words unvoiced?
Heavy with potential
heavy with potent ideas yet
to be realised.
They do not get chance to fly
to shine
to light a spark in another.

Release, release
set them free
free as birds winging through the air.
Let them be sung, chanted
whispered
announced
released.
Give them life
give them voice
let they fly!

© 30 Dec 17

At this time of year

At this time of year
as dark and light duel
for supremacy and
light overcomes,
at this time of year
where is my focus?
What is the reality I wish to share?

I am but one droplet
in a stream of consciousness
yet, connected
I am the stream in one droplet.

At this time of celebration
this droplet offers
a deep wish of love.

May all find rest in a time
of peace and quiet.
May all find true nourishment.
May all have a safe haven.
May all know they are loved.
May all know the light
as their own light.

© 17 Dec 17

Let's not miss this moment

It’s been too long and
now it feels awkward.
Where to begin?
Here I am and here you are
what can we say to one another?
Let’s acknowledge the time lapse and
quickly move on.
Our friendship is too important
to be taken down at the first fence.
Recognise instead, we are here now.
Celebrate, we are here now.
Whatever kept us apart in the past
is over.
Let’s not taint this moment
with replaying old conversations
or inventing new ones.

Right now, the most dazzling
Flame bush dances outside my window
made ever more glorious
by a sharp winter sun.
Let’s not miss this moment of beauty
by being caught with thoughts.

Look always for the outrageous
blast of colour
when all else is muted and dying.
Celebrate the optimist, the
brave and daring.
Let’s not miss this moment
by being caught with thoughts.

© 30 Nov 17

Bell to bell

Bell to bell
space to space
how many moments?
How many lifetimes?
Thoughts dance off
into the ether
surrendering to space.
Leaves dance on the wind.
A dusty orange sun proclaims
change
yet bell to bell
there is no change.

© 16 Oct 17