Sunflower solace

If you weep
let your tears fall
as raindrops
among the sunflowers…
Let their glow soften
the sadness
that exists within you…
Watch as they dance away
your distractions…

Plant yourself among
honeysuckle blossoms
where butterflies land
drinking of sweet nectar
intoxicated by forgetfulness…

absorb rain into your being
like liquid breath
in summer
remembering
who keeps your tears
in jars for eternity,
and finds treasure
where your heart is.

Be as forgiving as the birds
who still find pleasure
on cloudy days
and sing their joy back to life!

Become as translucent
as sunlight kissing
the earth with kindness.
Fall if you must into dust
like sparkles
descended from starlight.
Bathe yourself
in the fragrance
of heavenly foliage
joyful in its abundance,
gentle as maiden hair..

Be as whimsical as ladybirds
searching for beauty
for colour
for the ambrosia
of affection
absorbing gratitude
into your memories
and proclaim yourself whole!! 

Endless night…

Last night while waiting to see the lunar eclipse in between watching the rugby (our side won by the way) and hearing cheers from our township I was struck by the contrasts. I found myself calling out for love, joy, and peace to inhabit our world…
P. S. It was too cloudy to see the moon, but I felt the darkness descend…

While our country cheers
a world-away weeps,
the moon quietly rises
foresaken men sleep…
And voices are raised to a sky without stars
we hold onto light
while fear takes up arms…
innocent blood leaves
a blight on the lands,
in this terror of suffering
we make our stand,
And in the aftermath
we inhabit these ruins,
searching for faith
until our prayers become fluid…
To rain down peace
on a suffering earth
and remind every human
of their immortal birth…

As I look out this night
waiting for answers
I watch the darkness
I hear the dancers
In joyous celebration
of a future age,
I consult the heavens
ever mindful of the sage
who taught me once
that hearts will be broken,
but in the end
only love will be spoken,
And every soul will become
a temple of light,
vanquishing the misery
of this endless night!

Gathered…

I’m reborn with every tide
gathered by every particle
spread out
I begin again..

Light touches me
I’m invigorated by the wind..

It’s here I forget myself
and become one
with the flow of all things,
alive in the moment..

It’s here that I pray for the world
I meditate with the seagulls
I bow before the vastness of the skies
And I kneel before all sorrows…

It’s here I reacquaint myself with joy?

The roar of the ocean awakens me
drowns out the suffering
and brings me back to life..

It’s here that
I remember my purpose on earth
To hold light
and then become it…

©AllysoAlly2023

Let peace reign…

“Imagine all the people sharing all the world, I wonder if you can.”
― John Lennon

They would divide us
through their deeds,
tame our minds
with their declarations.

By becoming love we can overcome
this terrible darkness.

It is written that love
covers a multitude of sins,
that it bears all things,
yet have we fallen into a deep sleep
forgetting our true origins?

love and unity brought us forth.
we were one at the foundation of the earth.
love was our only language
faith gave us wings
joy was before us
kindness and compassion were our contemplation.
Gentleness was our body
grace was our heart.

We are of one accord
like instruments playing together
in an orchestra of love,
complimenting each other
with music to our ears.

let us remain in love
singing the songs of our souls in harmonies of the Divine.

Let us stand with the innocents in any conflict
Be their voice
hear the cry of the children
let them play
let them know they belong to the brotherhood/sisterhood of man

Let peace reign down among us…

©AllysoAlly2023

Growing back..

“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.”
– 1 Corinthians 13 1

If darkness threatens you,
keep looking for light
If winds bowl you over
let the earth
hold you tight…
Let the mystery of angels
be your eternal guide,
ushering you back
to where holiness abides..

Grow back into the greenery
of your truest self,
leave fear behind you
and go to where loveliness dwells..

Confessions of sadness
had swept you away
yet under the blue skies you constantly pray…

Love will never leave you
nor extinguish your glow,
For you exist in realms
where grace overflows…

©AllysoAlly2023

I have not been present lately, just clinging to the shattered pieces, I am still one with the Universe..

Rain dance…

Ever watchfully
we pray
we dance to bring on rain,
we see storm clouds gather
we see them fade away.
One thunderclap
won’t make the rain fall,
the rain gods haven’t heard.
If only
If only
our tears could water the earth.
The land is thirsty,
the sun has scorched
the ground,
we long for that joyful moment
when the rain pours down!
Dark formations
move across the skies,
we’re ever watchful
will heaven hear our cries?

©AllysoAlly2022

Silent Sunday

Waiting for the bees….

Inhale

“Light up the darkness.”
― Bob Marley

we are made to feel the glory
of hallowed earth
born from the colors of holy mirth
fashioned into mysteries of joy
formed to never be destroyed

we have fallen deeply in love
with life
as we inhale each breath
of the divine
and we understand the meaning of grace
looking death in the eye
heaven waits

in the midst of the suffering
Jah is near
we’ve heard the singing
dissolving every fear

while we journey as sacred vessels of light
faith has never been a stranger to our plight

©AllysoAlly2022

Sunday…

“I am in the house of mercy and my heart is a place of prayer.”
― Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi

I pray for
eyes to be open
minds to be freed
peace to surround us
and love to intercede.

for faith to be present
joy to be real
grace to be abundant
and our broken world
to heal… 

©AllysoAlly2022

Sweet Earth

“Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one’s weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.”
― Mahatma Gandhi

I don’t pray anymore,
I look up at the skies
and see birds flying,
taking messages to heaven for me…

I lie on the ground
and let the earth absorb all the misery
that lives inside me.
I watch butterflies dance
and I marvel at their perfection,
the way they dart between branches…

I don’t pray anymore
I allow the planets to align me
with their mystical powers,
as the moon throws beams of glorious light on me…

I don’t pray anymore
I remember when once I was innocent
and believed in the miraculous,
watching plants grow,
reminding me that
loving kindness is all I need…

I don’t pray anymore,
I taste flowers and bitter herbs
and let them color me
on the inside.
I stand under trees
and feel rooted to the sacred earth.
I let my body
be baptized
in the warmth of the Indian Ocean
as the tide delivers love letters
in the form of broken shells and patterns on the sands…

I don’t pray anymore
I pick wildflowers
and I let pretty grasses anoint my feet.

I don’t pray anymore,
I allow the eyes of children to read me,
while I rewrite my own story…

I speak to the darkness more often
and watch shadows
become lucid dreams…

And when I’m weary
and the world gets too much for me
I breathe God’s name in and out
without vowels YHWH…

I let the sun light my face with freckles
and bring the sparkle back to my hair,
while the wind caresses my weariness…

And if per-chance you see me kneeling
on the sweet earth,
perhaps unknowingly I am praying.
Is that not the true worship of a believer?

This is a re-worked poem I wrote a year ago inspired by Chelan Harkin’s poem… “Susceptible to Light”…and it’s still true. 🙂