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.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Poem #191

In the aftermath
Silent tears
Unspoken fears
Amid the crushing silence

Who is there to help?
Send out a prayer
Is no one there?
Anxiously you wait

A rustle in the leaves
Tiny footsteps
Help does approach
Upon the silence it does encroach
An opening

Lift your head
See the shining light
View it not with fright
It’s there to guide the way

No more darkness
When you heed the call
No longer can you fall
Your steps are always guided


  1. Exceptional imagery today to express the transition from life in the body to life beyond. From "silent tears and unspoken fears" to "no more darkness," this poem speaks to me in a lovely, flowing piece. Could it have been said in plain prose? Yes, but not so powerfully as the words in poetry form. Truly, for all people suffering and grieving today, this poem will bring comfort.

    Another possible interpretation could be a "rescue" to bring a survivor of the earthquake back to his/her earthly existence...especially with the omission of the last stanza. But for me, it is a reassurance that life is eternal.

    May we walk our paths today with courage in the knowledge that light and love and Spirit are forever...

  2. All I can think of is the people in Haiti.

    When I read this poem I feel like I'm in a cave where silence becomes endless and pieces of light keep my spirit strong.

    The imagery and detail is impressive.