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.

Monday, January 4, 2010

Poem #168 - Blessed are the Children

Blessed are the children.
So innocent are they.
They know nothing of worries.
They simply want to play.

Watch them as they run and shout.
See the glee upon their faces.
Dashing ‘round like dervishes,
Playing hopscotch, running races.

Oh, such innocence,
If only it would last.
But childhood is very short.
They grow up far too fast.

But with this growth comes learning.
And not just in the schools.
As years pass toward adulthood,
They pick up many tools.

The greatest of youth’s challenges
Is learning not to fear.
For in this comes mistrust and hate,
And loss of what’s most dear.

The greatest challenge all must face
Is how to live in love.
For it’s the greatest lesson,
One that comes from up above.

The urge to love is planted there
From long before your birth.
And how to share it is the path
You walk upon this earth.

So watch the children, see their smiles.
These come for they fear not.
Inside they still have purity
They have not yet forgot.

Remember what your life’s about.
Take the child’s example to your heart.
For in the great play of your life,
This is your grandest part.


  1. Interesting that the images of "play of your life" and "grandest part" come back to us in this poem...possibly reminding us that we are co-creators with Spirit in this adventure we call life. The directive from the Council of Poets today is clear...to use the example of young children and live without fear and hate and distrust.

    On to sharing love along the path of life today...

  2. Remember we talked of "whorling dervishes" last night! I have always loved watching children play and longed for that innocence again. This is a great reminder to allow the child in us all to come forth again and love life!

  3. Beautiful poem I really enjoyed reading it :)

  4. How nice. Hopscotch was always a favorite game of mine and I loved playing with the different colors of chalk. It was so much fun!

    We can all stay young at heart by loving what we do in life and living in the moment...

  5. this was special to me as I work with 4 year old children.

    this poem nails it.

    absolute perfect and I am not a poem kind of guy but this one touched my heart.

    thank you so much for this poem.