Thought Butterflies

Words like butterflies
Dance and flitter through my mind
Expressions of thoughts
Some free
Some constrained
Not limited by space and time
Sometimes opening doors to new horizons
Gifts from the Divine
Treasures, tantalizations, invitations
Some tied to feelings, some not
But no matter what
There will always be more
Because that is the nature
Of what we call life

The Stage of Life

a smile says "I love you",
and so does a frown.
They each express an aspect of life.
Find within the unique treasure,
to be expressed from Source,
each blade of grass, flower, sea
has complete and unique form.
Each molecule, leaf, ray -
unique as only one can.
The nature of life is revealed
by an inner voice, sound, vibration
orchestrated by some Divine purpose,
the mystery to be revealed.
Impositions from outside
also effect how it emerges,
but each in its own nature Share
an ever present expression and adventure
of forms, thoughts, stages within
that reflect out for us to see
the performance of the eons.
There is no need for judgment
and yet, if so, that too
for All That Is - Is
and we all came here to join the show.

Poetry

Attempting to capture in words -
collective expressions, limitations.
How to describe the essence of a flower,
The feeling of connection, to anything,
The experience of thunder and lightening,
The rapture of sensations of attention placed on toes in the sand.
How can I describe the rain on my face?,
or on my tongue.
The satisfaction of a cool drink on a hot summer day.
A label is a very limited way to describe,
much less explain all the fullness of life,
in any one moment, if one stops to notice -
the breath flowing in,
the little aches and pains,
the joy of embrace of one loved,
the experience in fullness at sunrise or sunset.
Where could I possibly begin?
To describe just one day, one hour, one moment,
of my life, my thoughts, my feelings.
I cannot . . .

Two more poems

Witness

peace

tranquility

balance

harmony

flow

life

abundance

divinity

expansion

inclusion

expression

beauty

quiet

silence

patience

persistence

cooperation

sharing

exchange

cycle

these are words,

that describe,

the teachings,

of Gaia

Presence

how can it be

that my presence, my Being

can experience so many

different sensations, perceptions

feelings, thoughts

like an ever flowing river

braided typologies

transitions, expressions

combined within this beautiful temple

the vessel where I reside

the presence which I re-cognize

as I AM