Soul speaks to mind
Mind reflects in body
Body displays results
Soul feels separate
Mind is disconnected
Body is uneasy
Soul seeks God-within
Mind discovers Peace
Body balances
Soul is One with God
Mind reflects Love
Body is maintained from Within
A Sunday bonus, written in collaboration with Morgan of
Book N Volume.
Morgan is a prolific author and poet of The Fey, nature, magic, fantasy, beauty, the human spirit, and more. She graciously extended an open invitation to write with her, and I was drawn to the opportunity. I’d been working on this song; I had the melody and first verse lyrics at that point.
This could very well be, as first glance seems, a lullaby for babies. But it is also more. My original intention was to write a cradling song for those who experience insomnia. When I shared this with her, Morgan shone her lyrical brilliance in what became our middle verses here.
Those mystically oriented will notice something – it’s not just about going to sleep and sleeping well. It’s a lullaby, a reminder of Promise from the Divine Parent of the Universe. It is the shifting tide of consciousness from “monkey mind” to awakening, expanding awareness. With that I will say no more; may you enjoy the gentle embrace we intended!
Thank you, Morgan, for your thought, time, and above all your Spirit, kindness, and sensitivity!
Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar
Go to sleep, Beloved
One in the Spirit of moon and stars.
Slumber full of blessings
Dreams wake in your heart
Dreams wake in your heart.
Precious Child, My Own
Radiant Light O’er Thy Head is Shone.
Blessings Pour from Heav’n Above
Dreams of Peace and Love
Dreams of Peace and Love.
Rest your thoughts in Moonlit Waves
Fret not, nor question why.
Drift upon the Peaceful Night
Nod your head and Sigh
Nod your head and Sigh.
You are my Beloved
How could you ever be less than safe?
Nestled in my keeping
Dream your Self awake
Dream your Self awake.
Go to sleep, Beloved.
Some people meet in churches
And synagogues and mosques;
They gather all together
To praise and worship God.
Still others meet on hillsides
In storefronts or in tents;
They share their adoration
For God who gives them breath.
Religion and community
Have been so linked, so long
That people who do not subscribe
Are often seen as wrong…
Still, people sit down quietly
Or make a joyful sound
To bring their own awareness to
The God-within they found.
No matter where you gather;
As one or many more,
Remember that the Spirit
Of Everything, is Yours!
Mysteries of life’s abundance
Overflow your earthly form.
Trust and love of hope eternal
Hasten from your Spirit warm.
Essentials so freely given!
Reverently I thank you, Mom.
“Things spring up for a reason. Respond now, or keep repeating a pattern.”
The things that spring
Up from the ground
Are here to shout,
We’re still around!”
The things that spring
From darkest gloom
Just try to make
Some bless’ed room!
The things that spring
Up to be pulled –
Take all you can
To catch the root.
The things that spring
Up from the soil –
They must be picked
Or all will spoil.
The things that spring
So Life can bloom –
We let some go
To be renewed!
The things that spring
Up from the ground
Are here to shout,
“We’re still around!”
You know the ones –
They always get their hair done
Wear the fancy clothes
Eat out all the time
And go to YOUR favorite coffee place every morning…
And the others –
They have all the latest gadgets
And let’s not even talk about their cell phones
They have nice cars
But they’re on some government program…?
And there are more, oh you know there are always more –
They all speak THAT language
The one that isn’t yours
And they have THAT last name
The one that isn’t yours either
And they hold up every line YOU are forced to stand in…
“Those people!”
Now
Pull up your boots
Stick out your chest
Square your shoulders
Brush back your hair like you just don’t care
Because you don’t, you know…
Look in the mirror
And wipe that smug look off your face…
Because you know what you are?
You are one of
Those people, too
So am I
And so is everyone else…
We may all have different priorities
Value lots of things
Speak other languages
And God forbid we eat out or have coffee against YOUR judgment…
It only seems bad to you
Because you think it is…
But “those people” are not divided from you –
You just believe that they are…
Now
Look in the mirror again
And see something good
Anything
One simple thing
You can do this
It’s not that hard
You’re just not used to it…
Got one?
Good…
Now
Next time you see someone
Doing something you wish you could
Having something you wish you had
Enjoying something you crave
Remember the Spirit
That embraces and enfolds
Both of you
From the inside
To the outside
And not the other way around…
There is as much God in you
As there is
In every one of
“Those people!”
And there’s enough God
TO go around
Because we are
Each and every one of us –
No matter what we think
Or what we do
Or how we act
Deep down where nobody sees
And where we should look more often –
We are
“God’s people!”
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“Those People!” Mp3 Poem
Four modern, mystical haiku. They may not hold to the true Japanese form of beautiful, brief poetry. But they are written to be spiritual and about nature – sometimes the natural world, sometimes human nature. Like my
Limericks collection,
these are reminders of Cosmic Consciousness or God.
Holy Breath
Taking your first breath
Birth, love you don’t remember
Still what’s true is true
States Matter
Solid, liquid, gas
Ice, Water, steam; earth, sea, sky
Energy transforms
Dove
Coo, coo, soft and sweet
The dove soars, strong, free, complete
That Spirit is yours
Pinwheel
Spinning sun with rays
A beanstalk from Earth to Sky
WHIRRR! The first pinwheel
‘Tis the best and the worst of our time
When the good is exceeded by crime.
But the saddest, we prove,
Is the depth of the ruse
We devour with the power of the mind!
–From the growing collection of
Mystical Mind/Spirit Limericks
The continued collection of spiritually oriented
Limericks. 🙂
There was once a young man of Bel Air
Who saw no one to love and to care.
But he found out all right
In the darkest of night
What he asked for was given in prayer.
“If you follow our plan to the letter,
You’ll become a rich, happy go-getter!”
This is really a trap
Set to market more lack;
For you God has a plan that is better!
There was once a young girl of a creed
Who was happily stringing some beads
In a circle they wound
And so came back around
To her home where she’d sown every deed.
We do not boil water to freeze
Or plant carrots and hope to grow peas.
How much worse for the soul
When we “take all control”
And expect God to follow our lead!
From the time I was born,
I’ve experienced all the human feelings and emotions
Except one.
I’ve been
Well and ill;
Happy and sad;
Joyous and depressed;
Safe and in danger;
Secure and shaken;
Anxious and relieved;
I’ve felt
Befriended and rejected;
Heard and ignored;
Understood and left out;
Accepted and misjudged;
Seen and overlooked;
Lonely and connected;
But through every bit
Of this human experience,
I have never truly felt
Unloved!
By God
I have always been,
I am in this moment,
And I will be forever
Loved!
Mystical Strings 
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