New Patterns
Flapping in the wind
her web is flapping
That human didn’t notice
in her unconsciousness
And destroyed
a full days work
Hmm, spider wonders,
could I create a different
pattern this time….?
Avenue of Dreams
Sun spackled walls
around the heart
Paint faded and cracked
solid on the alleyway
where the shadows dwell
All light windows and doors
on the street and park side
on the avenue of hopes and dreams
…………………………
The little child learned
oh, so very long ago
To keep her back covered
as she reached for the light
Shenanigans
Shenanigans begin again
over and over like old nasty habits
Only this is fun and good
and serves the highest purpose
Hey hey, ho ho
the hokey pokey habit
gonna’ turn myself around
Daily asanas
discipline for happiness
consistent routine for health
I put my right mind in
and I shake it all about…
Integrated
Integration
Body, mind, and soul
Integration
How I wish to be made whole
Integration
As I’m centered in the truth
Integration
Seeking the highest good
…………………………
Shadow and gold, black and white
Masculine and Feminine
Happy and joyous, angry and fearful
all together, integrated, I am
Part of
I must remember
‘midst the gnashing and fear
in the shadows of this world
that it is all love flexing
light waves dancing
presenting a gift of life
as I am
immersed in It
a part, a teeny tiny
infinitesimal part of All
Oh! The joy in that!
Truth Expressed
Sally forth! or is that sully fourth?
or perhaps silly mirth?
or, in my case, girly worth?
It really matters not which words are used
to describe our doing (let alone our being)
What does matter is the actual state
of the truth, as it is expressed
in this moment and the next
You could say it’s all Love
