I Invoke

I call upon the Spirit of All,
Welcome the Creator of Creation,
Channel the Love of Life itself,
Set upon the Universal Mind,
Cultivate the Consciousness of heart-centered Peace;
I invoke God.

From within me
And through me
God comes forth,
Flowing,
Showing,
Loving,
Knowing,
Making known,
And being known.

Imparting in Silence,
Seeing in Sight,
Focusing Thought,
Speaking in Word,
God invokes us,
Calling us forth,
Higher, deeper, wider…

For as we invoke God,
We are invoked by God,
Eternally one,
In Spirit,
Soul,
Heart,
Mind,
Body,
And Voice,
Invoked by the Spirit of All.
–And so it is!

Truth in Humor

Three more Limericks,
because humor often contains truth!

O just look at the glorious sky
Streaming beauty that money can’t buy!
We are not here to trade
Any gift God has made,
But to praise him for all he supplies!

There was a young someone from Mars
Who came to Earth looking for stars
First you and then me
And with each person seen
The creature proclaimed, “Here they are!”

Bless’d Spirit of things metaphysical!
And the mind with its limits, so quizical!
Now the spiritual gift
To the mind is a lift
And the breaking of chains analizical!

Blank Reason

For
~Morgan~,
my favorite sometimes-rambling poet. ❤

Ok, I'm going to do this ___.
Why?
Because ___
But you need ___
And logically ___ would work better.

So I guess logic has won out, again.
I do the sensible thing,
Because ___,
And because my intuition didn't make sense.

But now I feel bereft,
Betrayed,
Bedraggled,
Befuddled,
Bestranged (no apologies)

Why?
Because logic has a way of being
Logical,
Reasonable,
Sensible,
Intellectual,
Analytical,
And dry!

It gets all its ducks in a row,
Methodically
By letter,
Shape,
Number,
Size,
O but that one's not allowed
Because___

And the ducks are never happy!

And without fail,
So I guess that means successfully,
Logic chokes off the voice of the Spirit.

And without fail,
So again, successfully,
Reason
Strips the poem of its rhyme,
The song of its sweetness,
And, dare I say it?,
O heck why not?,
Nature of its wonder
And the mind of its sight!

Yet there is good news,
And I'd better get to it,
Because logically this poem is much too long!

The good is this:
It's only temporary,
And it isn't really gone!

What?
Logic is a veil.
But what you can't see behind it,
Is still behind it!

The Beyond,
Is still Beyond!

The Transcendent,
Still transcends the logical,
Reasonable,
Sensible human mind!

And Thank God!
Because the human mind
Knows nothing,
Even when,
O and especially when,
It thinks it knows it all!

And In God's Mind
The ducks,
Every last one,
Without fail,
And truly successfully,
Even the ugly ones,
You know, the logically imperfect ducklings,
Each and every duck,
In its row or not,
Is blissfully happy!

So happy
They cry,
But they cry with joy!

So the next time logic asks you
Why:
Don't answer it with its own medicine
Being all sensible,
Reasonable,
Intellectual,
Analytical
And all that other stuff
(Thank you, dictionary)
Don't spew the logical antibiotic
That kills all things
Without fail,
That is, successfully!

Let the Spirit speak,
Inspire,
Decide,
Act.

Because like someone I can't remember said,
"All shall be well,
And all shall be well,
And all shall be well!"

Free verse indeed,
And so it is!

The Mind of Shame

If we honor all things,
Do we feel shame?

If we have self-respect,
Are we humiliated?

If we offer glory,
Are we disgraced?

If we feel esteem,
Is there any indignity?

If we see God in all things,
Is there also degradation?

God is Love,
Joy,
Peace,
Power,
Beauty,
Light,
And Life itself!

The ego causes “less than”
And always chooses separation.

Shame,
Humiliation,
Disgrace,
Indignity,
Degradation…

All rotten fruits of the ego!
It sows “less than”
And reaps… more “less than!”

But with God
Each man, each woman, each creation
Is a temple
Of honor,
Self-respect,
Glory,
Esteem–

Not for itself
Or the personal identity,
But for the Universal Life
That we are blessed to BE,
And to LIVE!

The choice is yours and mine:
Do we cultivate the mind of shame within us?
Or the Mind of God!

This Life Path

The cherry tree stood tall and proud
And scattered blossoms far and wide
Until a whirling, swirling storm
Upset the tree upon its side.

The cherry tree was hard and old.
Its life was long and strength was true.
But this was just a chapter’s end;
The tree would have another use.

A spruce fell in that hurricane;
Its softer heart was taken fast.
But turning yet another page,
The spruce continued on its path.

The spruce and cherry met one day,
Both dried and sanded, cut and shaped.
The spruce was top, the cherry back:
An instrument they came to make!

So little do we know and see
Where we are meant to go…
But deep inside there shines a Spark,
The All there Is, that knows!

No one can choose a path for you
Or hand down what is right.
For like the trees you ebb and flow
With God as guiding Light.

Within you always, Pure and True,
If you will only knock
And open up your weary mind:
Its Center is the Rock.

Without the Within

If you had a home you were happy with,
Would you put it up for sale?

If you enjoyed your job,
Would you be seeking other employment?

If you were happy with your gender,
Would you change it?

If your thoughts were pleasant,
Would you change your mind?

If you loved your partner,
Would you find a different one?

Living in discontent,
We seek something better.

In the shallowness of the world,
We look for things to fulfill us…

And living in a quick fix state,
In truth there are no fixes…

Evolution, change is natural!
Life ebbs and flows as it should.

But if you were peaceful within,
Would you seek peace “somewhere, out there?”

Turn within to Gladness,
And never go without!

Father Made Flesh

The Father creates
To see Himself
Made flesh.

The Father loves,
Because He knows His Children
Are His own.

To love and know His Children
Is to love and know Himself,
Reflected in each of them.

May every father
Of every child
Love and know himself!

Because as a Child of God,
Every man is known and loved
by the Father of All!

And may every child born
See God the Father
Made flesh!
–And so it is!

Feet Sure Program

aka Bless’d Feet

They stand for us through every day;
We take but little heed–
Unless they hurt, and then we moan,
Because they are in need!

They keep us upright, grounded firm,
Supporting all we do.
It’s time we gave some credit back,
Where it is truly due.

The God of all created them
That we may feel the earth
And know a strong connection to
This planet of our birth.

They root and keep us stabelized,
The bones in harmony.
In gratitude we realize
The blessing of our feet!

And may we now take care of them,
Each muscle, bone and toe!
For in their strength we see the God
Who guides us as we go.

They stand each day in harmony
And keep the body firm.
For wondrous feet we give You thanks
And praise You as we learn!

Mindsong

Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus.
–Philippians 2:5 (KJV)

And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God.
–Romans 12:2 (KJV)

The mind, the only instrument
Of truth and love and peace;
And thought, the only action played
To either start or cease.

So care well for the instrument
And music that it makes!
Though Spirit is eternal Life,
It’s thought that gives and takes.

In harmony the mind is tuned
To Heaven’s love and grace;
In discord are the thoughts that bind
And put a Hell in place.

So tune ye well the instrument
Of truth and love and peace!
And play the song of Heaven’s throng,
That makes the mind go free!