Color me in Sunlight

“Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others’ faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.”
Jalaluddin Rumi

sunlightColor me in sunlight
radiant and alive.
Grow me into kindness
keep my hope revived.
Let Your fragrance melt away
all my bitterness,
that joy may stir me into
breathless eagerness.
Restore faith within me
so I may run to Your arms.
Extinguish my disquiet
and save me from life’s harm.

I will remain in Your presence
while You live in mine.
Sup at Your banquet table
in splendor I will dine.
When darkness does descend
on my sanctuary of tears,
turn it into compassion
so that praise is all I hear.
Grace flows extravagantly
into my lower form.
Surround me with Your glory
and quell each inner storm.

Just melt into the Sun

“For what is it to die but stand naked in the wind
and to melt into the sun!”
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet

death
Trudge through death
and pass it by.
Not defined by dark but by inner light.
Shadows elude the folds of time
and come to rest on outer life.

Twisted paths in death’s domain,
and tangled webs weave foreboding tales

In golden daybreak life stands still
and tranquility is fed by fragile prayers.
Encumbrances may well up within
and stain corridors with tears.

Let fear be held forever
in a capsule of time,
so love’s intensity
will call your life
divine!

It’s love that banishes death’s torment
and transforms sacred earthlings.
When tearful pillows soaked in grief
find comfort through the hurting.

 Delirious dreams dispelled,
on silken threads
where Angels glow in heavenly repose.
A life absent of love,
is foreign to your soul.
Instead be found safe within
the battlements of love’s abode

When rest is found
within your being
and deep content.
Fly heavenward,
to days that have no end.
Great love will envelope you
and graciousness
that’s heaven sent.

©2017

Freedom Day

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It was 1994,
in lines we stood.
We voted for freedom
and it was good.

Oh, happy day
of celebration.
Our hearts united
in jubilation!

Nelson Mandela
Father of our nation
He brokered peace
it was our salvation.

Remember his legacy
keep his dream alive.
Care for the poor
and let *Ubuntu thrive.

*One of the sayings in our country is Ubuntu – the essence of being human. Ubuntu speaks particularly about the fact that you can’t exist as a human being in isolation. It speaks about our inter-connectedness. You can’t be human all by yourself, and when you have this quality – Ubuntu – you are known for your generosity.

We think of ourselves far too frequently as just individuals, separated from one another, whereas you are connected and what you do affects the whole world. When you do well, it spreads out; it is for the whole of humanity.
Desmond Tutu

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Where do the Children play?

I know we’ve come a long way,
We’re changing day to day,
But tell me, where do the children play?
Yusuf Islam, The Very Best of Cat Stevenswhere do the children play
Have you seen the
laden boats
and heard
the children cry?
Many left their country
many left to die!

They left the stark reality
of homes
turned to dust!
Streets where
children used to play
choked with mistrust!

Yet when they reached shores
where peace
is upheld!
Some turned their backs
and refuge
was withheld!

Would you leave your
beloved home
to cross
a treacherous sea
and risk your children’s lives
in order to be free?

©2017

A dark night of the soul

“This deepening of love is the real purpose of the dark night of the soul. The dark night helps us become who we are created to be: lovers of God and one another.”
Gerald G. May, The Dark Night of the Soul

once in limbo

Living life in slow motion
fast forward through the pain.
In my marrow self destruction
will hysteria please refrain!
Buried in fields of absolution
scarecrows feasting on my bones.
Life forcefully spins around me
throttling a life that once I owned.

At a point my breath is raindrops
dedicated to lucid beings.
I will call; to bring You closer,
no premonition in these dreams!
Dive, oh dive into fate’s oblivion
plunge the seas of forgetfulness.
Brilliant stars cannot awaken
from this terror of harmfulness.

Into tranquil elements guide me
when my soul loses capacity.
Floating above soul’s intuition
learn the dance of adversity.

I won’t cling to terminal insanity
though the abyss calls me to rest.
Darkness making me its love child,
release me from this prisons quest.
A jailer of my mind’s remembrance
holding on with clenched fists.
Tearing flesh and bones apart
in the darkness, grief persists.

Sojourning in a desert nation
feeding off my life’s remains.
Prairie dogs eat my sinews
bile of discontent, I am sustained.

Lead me back to living waters
in my blindness I have fled.
Tears fall softly on my shadow
a living hell of much regret.
Cover me with reeds of silence,
burn my embers till I’m bright.
If I’m lost, may I be found again
search I will, for heaven’s light

Death has swallowed all direction
of this tired, indecent life.
Into living waters drench me
divine thankfulness, may I recite.

I have tossed and turned with memories
of my sacred life undone.
The past followed down empty hallways
hollow creatures chanting songs.
Bitter hope, my life’s expectancy
may despair flee to naught.
Does this life have hope in purpose
or should I beg You snuff me out?

This ache, this scream within me
won’t be silenced anymore,
and my doubts are firmly planted
in locations my soul abhors!

Circumstances can change to meaning
so that peace may know my name.
Take my wounds and make them holy
at Your gates I beg in shame.
My heart of stone bears resemblance
to a lower form survived.
Rip it out and make it flesh again
that compassion is revived.

Wings will make my mortal soul to fly
from this disturbed, unholy place.
Gather me up, into belonging
to my rightful home embraced.
Though the future hangs in balance
send amnesia to my dreams.
Heavenly beings are out there waiting
above the mists, on glory’s stream.

May I drink  of Angel nectar,
till I’m filled and thirst no more.
Worship leaps within my body
mercies fields where abundance soars.

Will  You temper me with kindness
serenade me with Creation songs.
Force fields of Your love protect me
as I gather into Earthly throngs!

©2017

Embracing Surrender

“Through surrender, spiritual energy comes into the world.”
Eckhart Tolle, The Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment

hope
Despair seeps
into deep, wide spaces
without permission,
reeking havoc on serenity.
It bleeds out
above the stratosphere.
Belief fractures.
Unwelcome melancholy
permeates substance.
Contentment blows apart.
Pervasive grief oozes
into consciousness.
Copious tears fall on longing.
Vulnerability exposes
truth,
it hurts!

Then
as the tide turns
and sorrow lifts.
Light illuminates the stillness.
The present moment
awakens hope.
Awareness becomes real.
Fragments are redesigned.
Acceptance finds its place again.
Expectations come to life,
reaffirming the quiet embrace
of surrender.
Rising above majesty
and finding the peace
that passes
understanding!