You may think I hide a jewel
That brings sparkle to my eyes,
You covet it and seek It, but if
I tell you: you live amid lies?
For what is it that you cannot find,
That will give you all of its kind,
It lies within your very blood
This precious jewel you think I've got.
You may break me with your words,
Hit me with sticks and stones,
With staves you may call me names
Of jealousy you are borne.
But there is no need to be so torn,
Or search without and become worn,
For this shining, lit veritable gem,
Is at your beckoning, at your very hem.
So channel it for I still love you,
And the love you seek is within you.
Tuesday, 12 March 2019
A jewel there
Monday, 11 March 2019
It ends well
When anxiety creeps on you,
And your breath heavy, heart stalling,
Your thoughts racing, chasing
Dreams, what keeps you from falling
Is being present in the ever present,
Tackling the issue by the horns in reverence
To the moment, and living it up,
For whatever it was will sort itself out.
Take a pause. Create the cause.
And do. Do. Do. Do justly good,
It is well understood
You need not deny
Or identify,
Or plummet to suffering hell,
Because all's well that ends well.
And it will.
Monday, 4 March 2019
I cannot fail
Many diversions come to pass,
As I stand in this vale it seems dark.
I can see a flicker shining somewhere by
That will lead me upwards to the sky.
I know the path is correct, I chose well,
But how I tread on it only I can tell.
My maker has left me to chart my course,
And I proclaim love and hope of course.
What if I don't reach the light? The doubt dawns,
Even though I trudge, stretch and yawn.
This slumber has caught me so deep,
That I am never awake and always sleep.
So many dreams I have weaved like a cobweb,
I'll break them now lest I'm caught in their depths.
The flame is near, the wind on a trail,
Leading me to my destiny: I cannot fail.
Sunday, 3 March 2019
To my twin
The say that a twin
Is hard to lead by,
Confusing, monotonous,
So predictable, so sly;
But they warm your heart so
Because so confusing it becomes,
They seek you on the word go
Whether times are good or tough.
My twin, twinning I'd be
There to back your bone;
I hope that you see
That you are not alone.