The human agreement

Each morning is a choice
an opportunity
whether or not to sign
the human agreement.
Usually the signature takes place
unknowingly
and with it comes belief in
this body as me
these feelings, thoughts, emotions as me
this mind as me.
All this falls into place
as soon as the signature is writ
before the ink is dry.

Know there is a choice
the signature can be writ
knowingly
lightly
written in pencil and erased very easily.
The choice is to dwell in
peace, certainty
free from doubt and unknowing.

The choice is to accept
this body
these feelings, thoughts, emotions
from the side of Oneness
a spiritual being
stepping into a human body.

The signature can be writ
knowingly
lightly
written in pencil and erased very easily.
© 12 Apr 20

The full moon

The full moon pulled me
out of sleep into wakefulness
called to me
to drink in her light, so fulsome
it cannot be missed
summoned me
out of bed into her attendance.

A silver orb so rich against a velvet sky
A golden orb with billowing
streams cloaking behind her
in the dawning sky.

Each bird sings a proclamation
to her magnificence.
May my words approximate
her beauty and splendour.
The moon orchestrates
our ebbs and flows
pulling me out of sleep
into wakefulness.
© 7 Apr 20

Never before

Never before
have I so closely observed
the moment-by-moment
unfolding of spring.

Never before
have I paid so much attention
to the inch-by-inch growth
of peony stalks
the petal-by-petal uncurling
of plum blossom
and cherry blossom
whose appearance
always signals my daughter’s birthday.

Never before
have I delighted so much
in the minute changes revealing
bud then leaf then flower.

Never before
have I peered so curiously closely
at the bowing fritillary heads
and the unique snakehead pattern
on each flower.

Never before
have I seen so full and bright
a moon in a pale blue sky
harmonising with the dusktime
melody of chorusing birds.

Never before
have I allowed myself
to be immersed
in the moment-by-moment
unfolding of spring.
© 6 Apr 20

Splendid

There’s a rather splendid sky
out there
pinks and oranges
elongating space

There’s a rather splendid sky
in my heart
where all the singing birds
find a home.

© 31 Oct 18

Light as love

Being together
arriving together
no happy accident
all has been arranged
energy of joy vibrating
light manifesting as love
friends happily together

The room is full of light
describing Oneness
vibrating now as
knowledge
understanding
beauty
What vibrations are you receiving?
What are you tuned into?
Love is palpable
singing from each atom
light as love.

© 7 Mar 20

Expressions of love

Shining sun
singing birds
glistening frost
cold morning air
heart greeting
everything is
an expression of love.

© 6 Mar 20

Local lanes

I walk from the house
round local lanes
full of silence and emptiness.
I meet only curious cows and
singing birds.
The empty lanes are full
zinging with life and energy
the season ready to spring forth.
All I see is a reflection of my heart
joyous, calm, immeasurably peaceful.
Love abounds
the substance of every molecule
of greening moss
reflecting puddle
squelching mud.
The open sky
the rain-filled clouds
the grandeur of the trees
each pulsating love
raining love
being love.
© 4 Mar 20