About the Poetry

All of the poems in this blog are spirit-inspired. Every word came to me each day for a full year while in deep meditation. I simply wrote what I heard onto a pad of paper in my lap with eyes closed – meaningful, multi-stanza verses in mere minutes. I was unaware of each poem’s theme until I transcribed it later word for word. Each day brought new and wondrous discoveries about the world beyond our five physical senses, incredible wisdom, and messages of hope which I share with you in this blog. The last poems received are displayed below on this page, but the entire collection of 365+ poems are archived here in the left-hand column. You can search by topic or keyword using the search box in the upper left corner. May you find among them just the right message which speaks to your heart.



Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Poem #42 - Focus on What Truly Matters


Write these words today
Hasten not to play
Surely you can hear our voice
Beyond the many thoughts which intrude upon your brain
The message it is plain

History has been unkind
The battles of mankind
Constant use of force
Takes a toll
Leaves you less than whole

Forget the little kitten and his whiskers soft to pet
These things have you and yet
You do not appreciate these gifts-- the simple pleasures of life
Filled with strife you spend your days

Worry not of things like taxes
Guns and axes
Pity you can do no more
To separate the wheat from the chaff
There is no room to laugh
When so much pain and heartache
Do you bring upon your fellow man

If we could give you sage advice
We’d tell you always to be nice
To worry not if there’s enough of this and that
There’ll always be plenty—too much fat
In everything
When matter is your focus

Nothing lasts for long
Your focus is all wrong
Turn towards the light and see
The constant glow, your destiny
There to guide you, light the way
Give you hope, come what may
Find these truths, this we pray

Before it’s too late.
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  1. Lois AnneAugust 18, 2009 at 5:06 PM

    This work from the Council of Poets appears to be a warning for us all. Too many wars and fighting and ego..."Your focus is all wrong." The answer is simply to turn toward the light and see the truth. But the scary part to me is the last line, "Before it's too late." Truly a warning to heed. But where to begin? Maybe just pet our Golden and keep love alive while living in gratitude for "the simple pleasures of life."

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