Let me first feel
Then let me be set free
Help me to release my oppressors
And see the truth in me
Let me be healed
Of all that holds me down
Reveal to me the life that’s mine
As I don the gilded crown
Open now my eyes
To perfection that awaits
Show to me the way
Of Love’s now open gates
Your eyes
the vibrancy of the leaves
in late spring.
Your presence
the flight
of the newly risen butterfly,
first sight,
first flight.
Your beauty
the glory of Nature
flowing
forever shown
true.
Your fingers
touch my heart,
my soul,
my essence…
Your love heals me.
Your love makes me smile.
Inside…
and out.
Chaotic dreams of the psychotic darkness
spill into this bright and beautiful new day.
“Why are there so many conflicting thoughts
and desires? Why can’t I make them go away?”
“Peace is in the eternal Mind of God.” I hear
myself with such wisdom and conviction. Yet
another voice, clear and present, also beckons
me thus “I need to be heard. I need to be
loved. I need to be filled. I need to understand.”
These needs, these requests, these demands,
seemingly reasonable and innocent, are the
reason for my lapses of peace.
“Show me the light of true wisdom, Father.”
I hear, unsure, which of the two voices
this time is speaking. Perhaps, on the other
thought, it is another voice. Three voices,
three conflicting sets of wants and needs.
The child needs; the Self knows; the
negotiator tries to make sense of it all.
“The negotiator has the final say. The
negotiator is the home of free will. Choose
well and with much care. Hear the others,
yes, and then, choose well and with
much care.”
Shout with great joy!
Let the world feel the power
Sing praise with the angels
Let it start this very hour
Release from your hearts
The love that you know
Expressions of gladness
Let joyful smiles show
Be thankful for your life
Let gratitude fill your soul
Rejoice in God’s true love
His grace makes your spirit whole
