Look into eternity
There in the distance you will see
Secrets revealed
For all the world’s a mystery
To those who open not the eyes
But gaze upon the skies
And wonder … why?
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There are many levels to reality
Each a different vibration
You rise upon the ladder of life
As a train moves to the next station
You chug along now, spewing steam
Like some well-oiled machine
Thinking all it takes to get ahead
Is pure might
But that’s not right
Ease off, apply the brakes
You all make so many mistakes
For you see through hooded eyes
You do not realize
That might makes not right
Not at all
It only leads to a fall
The true power comes in release
Where striving lacks, there you’ll find peace
No need to charge full speed ahead
Chugging along until you are dead
Glide instead
Along the rails
Float through life like a boat with sails
Effortless should be the journey
When you surrender
And always remember
That God is at the helm
Strive not so hard to succeed
For greater effort there is no need
But greater love and trust
These two elements are a must
To navigate the way
To peace and light each day
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The opening of today's poem reminds me of my childhood when I would look up at the sky and ponder the meaning of life. I love the image of the boat floating through life...and the reminder that "true power comes in release." "Love and trust" lead to "peace and light." Beautiful words today from the World of Spirit. Thank you, all...
ReplyDeleteI have not studied them in any detail, I decided rather to just read them. Interesting how the early poems held fast to structure with meter that consistently held 7-9 syllables per line and mostly 8. This is Anglo-Saxon meter with consistent alliteration. But, as the poetry continues the meter shifts, grows, changes voice from masculine to feminine and back with more than introductory thought.
ReplyDeleteInteresting to me that most poets can trace their roots in poetry to structured verse (sonnet verse and/or end rhymes--mostly iambic pentameter) and as their thought grows so do their words and word display.
I am caught now, held a little transfixed on the newness of the ladder philosophy brought to you and I wonder if the message will evolve with the rungs of the ladder this series seems to be on. Poetic ladders always are metaphysical.
The message so far is full of hope, I worry though that complexity is coming on fast as you leap from we are here to help, to philosophical concept, to image based interpretation. I don't know how you meditate and if your voice can get full attention but it will be important for you to understand context, to make sure that they give you the image with intention, not just words. If the ladder is to remain a poetic one make sure the early rung poets remind the later rung ones of the simplicity of the message.
Ethereal will require time (as constant a theme as hope) to digest. As the medium for their thought, the message will get caught inside you, where you will, very naturally, assign your thoughts. When you find challenge, go back and read the first 2 poems again.
It is what it is. A greater journey no one has been on.
Bill
Interesting thoughts, Bill. Please keep commenting. I find the messages totally full of hope as well. I'll have to go back and read the first two poems again...
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