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, November 17, 2009

Poem #124 - Sorrow and Suffering

We come to you with great happiness.
Our time is thus well spent.
For every word that you do hear
From the lips of God is sent.

* * *

Tears of sadness fall.
Pity not forever those who cry
For they do not know it all.

‘Tis but a passing phase.
All suffering comes and goes
How long the sorrow lasts…
No human truly knows.

But sorrow serves a purpose
Even though the pain it sears.
It helps the spirit’s growth
As it passes through the years.

The ups and downs of life
Are all part of your learning.
Your growth comes with a cost:
For peace it leave you yearning.

But in the trials is when you learn
The lessons that do last.
The future shines much brighter
From the darkness of your past.

But why must there be suffering?
This question you do ask.
You cannot understand the dark
If always in the sun you bask.

All life is made of opposites.
Your world is light and dark.
And through all facets do you pass
When on the journey you embark.


  1. A question I have asked over and over again... "But why must there be suffering?" I understand that sorrow and suffering are necessary to growth and learning. Yet a part of me fights the acceptance of this fact when so many innocent people suffer. I will hope for even more clarification from The Council of Poets...

    Meanwhile, may today be one filled with sunshine...

  2. What a fabulous poem. I love the line " But sorrow serves a purpose even though the pain it sears".

    We cannot transform our lives without experiencing the ups and downs of life. We will not learn the lessons inherent in unpleasant experiences until we live. Our pain is never pleasant but our joy is even greater when we understand the purpose in life. Our hearts are wise and we can find happiness from within...