Breezing on their blissful, billowed sails,
“Small” boats remind us during life’s travails,
“Now buoy up! The blessings never fail!”
Weaving in the restless winds of change,
“Strong” seagulls bend with breezes in their range.
And woe to us, who find the weather strange!
—
My first Quadrille, written for
dVerse.
It’s not as breezy as it seems!
Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele
Recorded outside – listen for the birds!
Open up your ears and listen
To the Spirit you’ve been missin’.
Find a little happiness in
Someone else’s song!
God gave us ears to hear
The music of His band.
All creatures are His instruments
And played by His own hand.
Just
Open up your ears and listen
To the Spirit you’ve been missin’.
And find a little bit o’ happiness in
Someone else’s song!
God gave us hearts to feel
The beauty of His touch.
We tune them up to boundless Love
And never take too much!
Just
Open up your ears and listen
To the Spirit you’ve been missin’.
And find a little bit o’ happiness in
Someone else’s song!
The music wouldn’t be the same
Without a part or two.
So, let’s enjoy the symphony
God plays for me and you!
Open up your ears and listen
To the Spirit you’ve been missin’.
And find a little bit o’ happiness in
Someone else’s song!
God gave us eyes to see
His works in everyone.
We keep the faith and realize
His Will is always done!
Open up your ears and listen
To the Spirit never missin’.
And find a little bit o’ happiness in
Someone else’s song!
Open up your ears and listen
To that Spirit never missin’.
And find a little happiness in
Someone else’s song!
‘Cause God knows everybody’s song!
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
It’s the
Refrain:
Little things
That [They] shape a life,
And mold and color how we see it.
In time they grow
And come to light.
So let us be a vessel of the Christ.
1. ‘Cause we don’t get too many chances
To make a big decision count.
But every moment we have choices,
And all that counts is our decision now.
And these
Refrain:
2. And we can keep our broken pieces,
The shards of anger, pain, and fear.
Or we can give them as a sunbeam,
Shards of love to make a pathway clear.
And let us harbor thoughts of kindness
And the question of, “What if?”
Let us save a place for others,
As the gentle Jesus did.
‘Cause these
Refrain:
O Let us be a vessel of the Christ.
The story of Moses and its mystical connection to our own lives.
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull excursion folk acoustic guitar
(Capo 2)
1. The Lord said tell that Pharaoh man,
Let my people go!
So Moses with a staff in hand said,
Let my people go!
The Pharaoh wouldn’t listen, but the good Lord paid no mind.
He took down that Pharaoh in His will and time.
He drowned the ruling army in that Red Sea, you know,
‘Cause they would not take His order
To let my people go!
He said, let my people go!
2. God’s children came from Egypt land.
Let my people go!
But took the law into their hands.
Let my people go!
They built themselves an idol and prayed to it each day,
But God gave them commandments to live a better way.
They wandered through the desert a long long time, you know,
‘Cause they would not take His order
To let my people go!
He said, let my people go!
3. O we’re all children in God’s fold.
Let my people go!
Our bondage is a mind so cold.
Let my people go!
He frees us from the thoughts that keep our mind enslaved,
And up into the love and freedom that we crave.
We find that promised land where milk and honey flow
When we accept His order
To let my people go!
He said, let my people go!
Let my people go!
Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele
1. It doesn’t matter whether she gave birth to them or not.
Her heart knows they’re her children and a precious gift she got.
But every time she hears them cry, Mom cries a little too,
For all the taking, fixing, healing she would like to do.
Refrain 1:
She cries a billion tears of love and fear,
And through all the years may she know
That the Spirit bright shines the Light
To make a rainbow
From every mother’s tears.
2. Even when they move away, she carries them around,
And somewhere deep inside her, every mother knows the sound
Of all the hopes and happiness her children want and plan.
How she would love to wrap each one and place it in their hands!
Refrain 1:
We want to hold them tightly,
But we need to let them go
And let our tears wash over them
To help our children grow!
3. It doesn’t matter whether we gave birth to them or not.
We take care of God’s children and the precious gift we got.
And every time we hear them cry, we cry a little too,
With thanks for all the taking, fixing, healing God can do!
God bless each mother’s tears.
Refrain 2:
We cry a billion tears of love so dear,
And through all the years may we know
That the Spirit bright shines the Light
To make a rainbow
From every mother’s tears.
I can’t help but feel relieved
This month of poetry is done!
I didn’t think I’d make it,
30 poems in 30 days?
Even though I write a song a week,
That’s just one, and this was
How many more?
Circumstances, situations, relationships, drama
All grabbed at my legs to entangle me in their delusional distractions.
And I can’t say I haven’t fallen prey!
But still, still the words have been there
When I became quiet enough to hear them,
Relaxed in body,
Open in mind,
Seeking in spirit
To find the words waiting to be written.
30 poems in 30 days?
There’s a first time for everything!
That was the beginning,
And this is the end.
Yet may the relaxed,
Open
Seeking
Continue for all eternity!
Done, but not forgotten,
To be remembered in any moment,
That the words may come
And Life may live
In peace.
A bonus for
NaPoWriMo!
This year was my first attempt, and I feel it was successful!
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
1. It seems like we’ve been here before.
There’s a name for that, deja vu.
We’ve come back around
To cover this ground,
Unearthing something that’s new!
Refrain:
2. We don’t want to take it again,
This roller-coaster of woe.
It tosses and turns
With lessons to learn.
Let’s get them this time, and go!
Refrain:
3. It seems like we’ve been here before,
But deeper now than it was.
With God as our Light,
We come through the night
And greet the dawn of His Love!
Refrain:
Refrain:
‘Cause we don’t always know what we want.
But admit it, we know how we are.
We take the same path
Of forward and back
Until we return to the start
And fin’lly appreciate where we are.
With or Without
and more (see link).
I remember how mountains seem so high when I’m trying to climb them.
But in the peaceful valley below, they just provide shade.
I remember how tears flow like a river, or not at all.
But later they wash the pain away.
I remember how my heart beat fast and hands shook violently.
But when the crisis passed, I stood strong.
I remember the fear, the worry, and dread.
But realize again that it’s all in my mind.
I remember stress, the unwelcome visitor, the needy companion.
And I remember, sooner or later, the Peace that passes all understanding!
I remember the Cause that is within me.
And I remember to choose positive effects in my life!
I remember!
—
“I Remember,” the prompt at napowrimo.net, for this second to last (some say penultimate 🙂 ) day of
NaPoWriMo.
Either way, one more day!
I don’t like it when you push me around.
But I don’t have a problem telling my kids what to do.
I feel like a bad kid when you talk to me that way.
But I don’t mind making you mad to prove a point.
I point out your words that replay in my head.
But I let you keep saying them over and over.
Over and over I get on this ride.
I say I want off, but I keep getting in line.
I line up everything that needs to change
Like dominoes in a pretty row.
The dominoes fall to reveal the truth:
The power struggle is in my own mind!
“Mind over matter,” I tell myself.
But I think out of habit just the same.
I wear the same habit like a shield.
But it doesn’t protect me.
I am protected more deeply inside,
Beyond strife and struggle, beyond this powerful ride of fleeting life.
Because real life knows
The struggle is temporary.
The treatment is temporary, too.
And by the Power of Life within me, I treat it that way from now on!
—
NaPoWriMo
day 28, unprompted.
Words
– Simple
Contriving
To tell the truth
– Convince so many
To take the path WE choose.
Words complicate the matter
Of Being, and confuse it with
Seeing, thinking appearance is real.
But we perceive a tiny part of life
And keep saying experience is concrete.
Our words are overworked and under-paid as such,
And understanding Life itself is still beyond us.
Words are a gift, but when to often called to task, they dull.
Their fifteen minutes, a dizzying eternity of “what?”
We talk too much to listen at the door of Higher Consciousness,
Where all words fall away to knowing, flowing, glowing Cosmic Lifeforce…
—
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is for a poem with long lines. One example has 17 syllables per line, taking inspiration from the 5-7-5 (=17) syllables of Haiku. I’ve written a variation, with lines from 1 to 17 syllables. An interesting piece for
NaPoWriMo!
Mystical Strings 
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