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, January 23, 2010

Poem #187

Look down upon the huddled masses.
Compassion wells.
Your heart speaks without words.
Torture could not hurt as badly.
Suffer this feeling gladly.
‘Tis the voice of your soul awakening.

Compassion, pity,
The desire to help…
These are the gifts of the Spirit.
You need not great wealth to give.
Open your hearts and send love.
The greatest power there is.

“But love won’t feed a hungry man,” you say.
How little you understand.
Love is all there is.
You must first find love,
Then all else will follow.
Wallets will open.
Food and water will flow.
But first true compassion must all men know.

Break down the barriers that divide.
No color, no status does love abide.
Love knows nothing of differences,
Only pure light.
So open your hearts
And brighten the night.

I thought, “That was beautiful. Now can you give me a more traditional poem?” The following immediately flowed, non-stop, but I see now that it can't compare to the first one:

Once upon a distant shore
There came a strong and frightening roar
As walls crashed down, reduced to rubble,
Leaving millions with pain and trouble.

So many died, yet more still live.
And now the world will learn to give.
By seeing that all men are one,
Uniting in the work to be done.

When so many face such need
With endless little mouths to feed,
Then color and language matter not
For all are reduced to one small dot:

It's the spark of awareness from which all arise
The light of God’s love, which fills the skies,
And feeling this within the heart,
All work together for a fresh, new start.
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2 comments:

  1. Lois AnneJanuary 23, 2010 at 8:50 AM

    "Open your hearts and brighten the night." The Council of Poets tells us today that some good can come out of tragedy. It is our response to the tragedy in Haiti that is vital right now as our souls awaken. Give love...

    "Love knows nothing of differences." The theme of "oneness" comes through with grace and power. "By seeing that all men are one, uniting in the work to be done."

    May we experience the "awakening" and send love from our hearts this day...

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  2. JenniferJanuary 23, 2010 at 10:52 AM

    Yes,I hope the people of Haiti begin to feel some solace and relief. I can't imagine what it's like to live under those circumstances.

    The second poem sounds like it was created by an older child but the message is so clear. "Once upon a distant shore, there came a strong and frightening roar."

    Love is on the horizon "The light of Gods love".
    This is the beginning of a new understanding as we share our resources and respect for those who have so little.

    Hopefully, their hearts will begin to heal as more help and guidence arrives.

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