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Starspun

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I have never seen the stars, but know them by their light. I feel their sparkles shimmer in my mind as I lift my face to the sky. Iā€™m told that they are falling or passing on their way. So I enjoy their shining pinpoints ā€“ different from the day.

gosamer threads spun
with no thought for their short lives
stars and spiders know

—
A haibun in response to Toni’s “night sky” prompt at
dVerse.

It’s not the first time I’ve written about stars, but the first I’ve been aware of not actually seeing them. Like so many other things, I feel them – that is all, and that is enough.

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Moral Compass

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Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

Refrain:
What does it mean to be good?
What does it mean to do what you should?
How do you know what’s right?
What does it mean to go far?
What does it mean to be who you are?
How do you see the Light?

1. Society can’t help you ’cause it’s broken.
It answers with a question leaving doubt.
And loving one another is a token
Of words we just can’t seem to carry out.
So
Refrain:

2. We’ve got to learn to look beyond the faces
Of those who preach the practice of the truth.
The teacher’s in the most unlikely places-
It shimmers in the soul that lives in you!
So ask it
Refrain:

How can I be the Light?
What does it mean to be good?

Connecting Prayer

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You are me. I am you.
Nothing can part us. We are not two.

We are one. Thy will be done.
Spirit made flesh. The web is spun.

Created in love. Below and above.
Earthly illusions, the push and the shove.

Yet in every thing eternity sings,
One Spirit of knowing that plays its own strings.

Because you are me. And I am you.
Nothing can part us, One in the Truth!
Amen.

—
From my notebook of
Prayer treatments.

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Key Vibration

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Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar

1. Cuore, Italian for heart,
Sounds like core, the center part.
Voce, voice that sings your song,
Use it wisely and keep it strong.
Refrain:

2. Anima, the soul is heard,
Beyond the mind of thoughts and words.
I accordo, in accord
With the Universal Source.
Refrain:

3. Cuore, voce, anima,
All of you within the One.
Open heart and voice and soul,
Be the beauty you want to behold.
Refrain:

The language of music and love evermore,
Your vibration is key to unlocking the door!

Refrain:
The language of music and love evermore,
Vibration is key to unlocking the door!

Eternal Symphony

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silent in its softness
LOUD in its absence
musical in the unspoken, unsung
lyrical in expressive wisdom
harmonious through the world’s dissonance
BIG BANG of creation
unfolding of love

—
For Walt’s “the sound of love” prompt at
dVerse.

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Blue Vibrations

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Blue is my favorite color,
Though I really can’t say why.

I’ve never seen the ocean,
The flowers or the sky,
The hue of sweetest berries,
Or my child’s sparkling eyes.

But blue’s my favorite color,
And maybe I know why:

The peace of its vibration,
The healing it provides,
The grace so all-embracing,
A deeper touch than sight.

O blue’s my favorite color,
A blessing of the Light!

—
Like
Bryan’s “Awaken us to the Blue,”
this poem didn’t come immediately. I do love blue and always have. But no, I’ve never seen it. So, that got me wondering how I can say it’s my favorite color. Here you go,
written for
dVerse Poetics.

Offer up Your Trust

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Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

1. The artist paints a canvas
With colors of all kinds.
The light of inspiration
Iluminates her mind.
The Source of all creation
Is beating in her heart.
The paintings just get better
When Love directs the art.
So
Refrain:

2. The cook works like it’s playtime
To gather, mix, and fold.
And everyone he honors says
It’s beauty to behold.
He serves to nourish body
And touch the mind and soul.
Love shines within his cooking
As a gift to keep us whole.
So
Refrain:

3. Each lifetime is a picture,
A banquet table fine.
Activities a-plenty
We do and intertwine.
Each duty we are called to
Is a blessing so divine.
Through eyes of Love we come to see
The Spirit deep inside.
So
Refrain: (Twice)

Offer up your trust.

Refrain:
Let the Spirit open you,
Filling you with Love
Over and above.
And make your heart a token, too.
Give yourself with Love;
Offer up your trust.

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Shapes of Practice

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Circles, squares,
Poems, Prayers!
Weaving, writing,
Creating, inviting!

Lessons, reading,
Learning, eating!
Feeding body, mind and soul
With the work I love to hold,

Only then to give away
The things that fill each joyous day
To someone needing comfort, care–
In weaving, writing,
Circles, squares!

—
I always enjoy Walt’s prompts over at
dVerse,
and this one is no exception. We’re asked to write of either drought or deluge. I’ve experienced both on many levels, and each takes a different art of balancing! This current deluge is a positive one. šŸ™‚

Lost Heart

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I cannot find my heart
In the hustle and bustle and hassle and rustle…
Though it’s not even Christmas, I fear!
I cannot find my heart
In illusion, confusion, profusion, delusion,
For its voice is too quiet to hear.

In the silence I wait,
When I can remember,
And call to the Spirit inside.
I cannot find my heart
Unless I am seeking
Rediscovering what’s always been mine.

—
For the Fifth Anniversary celebration at
dVerse,
where Walt asks us to draw inspiration from this quote:
“I am cold, even though the heat of early summer is adequate. I am cold because I cannot find my heart.ā€ ~Sebastian Barry from his novel A Long, Long Way