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.



Saturday, August 29, 2009

Poem #54 - The Rhythms of Life

Fish swim upstream against the current
Dark waves push them back
Who can say when all we hold dear
Will come under attack?

Sit quietly and ponder the future
Like that dark wave it does loom
Before us
Filling us with doom

What lies beyond it?
You see not through the water
Eyes blinded

Tears fill the eyes
You don’t realize
The future it lies
Here and now spread out before you

Ponder
Seeking ever yonder
All is ever changing
Nothing stays the same
The rhythm of cycles
Are all part of the game

Birth and death
Repeated without end
Renewal
New growth results with every turn
This great truth please learn

You know not what the future will bring
But change is certain
There’s no final curtain
Only life that goes on
Perhaps in different forms to take
This great promise can we make:

The mind it does continue
Growing and evolving
Life’s great mysteries resolving

This is the future that awaits
Your body goes through different states
But mind does evolve
Like the earth it does revolve

Fear not the future, my child
It’s not unruly and all wild
But orderly and planned
Written in the sand

1 comment:

  1. Today's wisdom from the World of Spirit reminds me of a childhood friend whose mother would say, "This, too, will change." She didn't say life would get better...just that it would change. Most of all, I am comforted by the words, "Fear not the future, my child." As always, this poem is very relevant to my life today. Thank you...

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