Occasionally
A phrase holds on
It rises and rides through the seasons
Filed away, it fills, instills, chills, simmers
Echoes of a slight suggestion
Build in the background of a quiet mind
Until the chaos writhes
And breaks through the winsome din
It was but one simple phrase
Several years left behind
A lone sliver of paper
The words still on my mind
Moments
Serene, flowing, colorful
Brighten
A lone soul
Walking
Quiet destined hues
Subtle waves
Rhythmic, relentless, forever
Soothing, disquieting
Arriving, departing, touching
A lone soul
Quiet destined song
Cool breezes
Change, move, immerse
Flood the senses
Warm
A lone soul
Feeling
Quiet destiny met
Head, heart, joining
Thoughts unique, colliding
As waves relentless
Oceans vast
Greet
A lone soul
Ebbing chaos, flowing quiet
Passion, peace
One
obscured by the weather
windows, fogged, dim the view
remembering the scene
bright, hopeful thoughts of you
dream through the night
eyes opened in the storm
longing for return
of old days, safe and warm
begging for the grace
heal this weary soul
longing for forgiveness
return to ancient whole
confusion settles in
ever-present friend
prepare for coming blizzard
watchful ’til the end
remembering the moments
when life was plain and blue
doubt and insecurity
painful to review
outside the storm begins
inside storm gains strength
measured life of growth
by breadth and width and length
early memories fill the scene
child of a quiet abode
nowhere to express the soul
to sing the heart’s great ode
to touch, to hug, to feel, to be
rarely known in this dim life
trudging onward drearily
joy unknown, but also strife
sought and found the shallow cures
to keep the heart from feeling real
pushed emotions deep within
as feelings grew, so too, did zeal
walked alone, while in a crowd
darkened room and darkened mind
deeper into evil’s trap
look with fervor, yet never find
to the line and then beyond
raucous mind, losing sound
insanity freed, bound in chains
seeking quiet, chaos found
lost it all to find the truth
to feel, connect, to be, to live
loving creation’s perfect child
release the self and choose to give
outside the winds are gaining strength
but, inside, all is safe and warm
journey of a lifetime lived
remembered in a perfect storm
World without form
Existing in dreams
Nothing about us
Is what it seems
Enemy within
Invites me to dance
Loves to take the lead
Never takes a chance
God watches all
From a heavenly room
Fear is much closer
Illusory thoughts consume
All that I think of
Begins where I live
Chaos and misery
Never forgive
Endlessly wander
Controlled by the lost
Never surrender
Regardless of cost
Price of salvation
Drama now release
Seek a new answer
In God we find peace
Inspired by ACIM lesson thirteen…
Touch the dreamer’s open heart
Filled with passion’s fiery elixir
Dance the dance of bliss with me
Making sweetest love to you
Mixing our deepest essence
No more me nor you
Alive in the small death
Ecstasy dawns in We
This place of you and me
Where souls are without form
Darkness, light, and darkness
Awake in newfound dreams
This glorious place I’ve described that defies description is where we arrive with the merging of perfect love. Where joy and bliss dance and leap and mix and weep, two spirits find the perfect peace of all divine. In the release of all fear, frustration, loss, bitterness, shame, and chaos, the moment of bursting and blooming love is close at hand.
Join me there?
