Poems #28 - What Type of Questions Do You Want?

#28 8AUG09
Poem #27 was another personal one in answer to a friend's question. I'm getting the clear impression that the spirit world wants me to use them to help people in this way, so I asked what types of questions they would like to answer from other people…

Truth abounds
Hear the sounds
Of wisdom within.

We can never say
Which way
The game’s about to play
But all may come to us
And we will be here
This is clear, dear.

Ask whatever strikes your fancy, we don’t care
The answers, they’ll be there
For we have access to all the knowledge
You can learn in college
And then some!

What’s your pleasure?
Is it truth about your purpose?
Do you want to know the reason you are here?
Ask us, dear.

Or have you a problem of the heart?
That’s a place to start.
Relationships can give you trouble
If you let them
But forget them not
For all pairings of man and woman have a reason
In each season
There are lessons to be learned.

How to lose weight?
What’s my fate?
There’s no limit to the questions you can ask
It’s our task
To sit with you a while
Make you smile
And make you ponder
What lies yonder
It’s all worthwhile.

How’s my health?
Will I have wealth?
All are worthy questions.
Ask away,
Each and every day
Listen to our musing
We hope we’re not confusing you
By keeping things so broad
It’s not really odd
When you realize
We have access to the skies
Where all the wisdom lies.

Are you curious?
Or maybe furious
About something that’s gone wrong
A question that for too long
Has gone unanswered?
Worry no more
That’s what we are for
To bring you peace
Find release.

So bring them on
Ask away
Let us do the work we’ve come to you to do
It’s nothing new
It’s overdue
This kind of wisdom to impart
It’s no art
Quite natural, in fact
We have made a pact
To serve mankind this way
So come to us and pray
And we will be there

Hear us now
We know how
To love and serve
Bring you what you deserve

Let’s get started.

Okay, then I had a question! (see Poem #29)

Poem #26 - Boys and Their Toys

I got snippets of lines that in the back of my mind I recognized from previous poems (Since time began, there’s been a plan… Heaven isn’t far, it’s right here where you are… Co-create, that’s your fate …) I asked them to give me something different, and they did: limericks!!! (of sorts) which flowed non-stop, no thinking on my part!

There once was a little boy
Who had a little toy
And with it he did play
Each and every day
It brought him so much joy

But in the end
His fun he did spend
On games and things
Guns and rings
His will it did not bend

As boys grow older
And the seasons colder
Changes they make
There’s more at stake
Their actions they grow bolder

But here’s the lesson you should learn
For all the money you can earn
Nothing lasts forever
Have it now … whatever
Your treasures they can burn

The thing that matters most
Is relying on your Host
He’s there inside
He does not hide
Nor like the ego boast

Search inside and find this treasure
There lies peace and beauty without measure
It’s there for all
Who make the call
So call it at your leisure

Search not in buildings with roofs
For the eternal truths
Look in your heart
For there thou art
Most likely to find the proofs

* * *

Yes, we’re good
You knew we could
Change the rhyme
Given time
But what difference does it make
What patterns the lines take
So long as you do come and listen

There’s much work to be done
Come back each day
And together we’ll pray.

God bless you all.

Poem #25 - Heroes

So what happened to poems #23 and #24? Well, I tried an experiment. I had two friends give me questions to ask the Council of Poets. I asked and received two beautiful poems in response. The answers are very personal, though, so I don't want to put them on the blog. The answers are words I wouldn't have chosen, for I didn't know the answers myself. A wonderful confirmation from the spirit world. I received Poem #25 during the same meditation period as #23 and #24, so three poems in one short sitting. These guys are working overtime!

Courage takes many forms
Actions beyond the norm
Helping others when times are rough
Is tough

Heroes serve in many ways
We count their service not in days
But in the manner they help others
To rise above the standard

Who will step out of the crowd
And shout aloud
The message we need to hear
These truths that we hold dear
These are the ones we need to revere
Those who care not for glory
But to tell the story
Of love and sacrifice
For their fellow man
All part of one great plan.

We need the messengers to speak
The story’s not unique
But when all voices join as one
Our story will be done

‘Til then we search and look
Like turning pages in a book
For he who is willing
Without payment of a shilling
To take a stand
Across the land
And lead the way
For this we pray
Forever and a day.

Amen.

Poem #22 - God's Hand in Nature

Comes the morning
Without warning
Tis the dawn of a new day.

Come out and play
This we say
Colored lanterns light the way
Along a path of lilies
Flowers of the field
Great beauty they do yield

Scurry down the trail
T’ward the holy grail
Of light and love
Heaven above
Dawn brings new hope
That all will turn our well
It’s a tale we long to tell
To those who’ll listen
The dew drops they do glisten
Like glittering diamonds
God’s jewels
Tools
Of expression

Hear you not the sounds of music
In the wind?
Ancient melodies since time did begin
All of nature tells the story
Of God’s glory
If you would take the time to see, smell, touch, and hear
What is near
At hand
Across the land
Evidence of love
Comes in many forms

Look around
In the sky and on the ground
Where else could all the beauty come from?
But from Him
Not on a whim
But well planned out
As an expression
Here’s the lesson:

You are one with nature
It’s your essence.
Respect all living things
Creatures great and small
Love them all
Deep within you’re all the same
Spirit is the name
For that which binds you
Let us remind you
Again and again
Until you get it right.
For now, good night.
May the good Lord bless you…

That is all.

Poem #21 - Where Cares Are Lost

I sat down to meditate thinking that I should have waited until later in the day. I was a bit out of sorts due to things happening with our plans. I felt a presence, but I wasn’t getting anything. I also kept drifting off, then I felt the need to pick up my pen…

Oh, my friend
It’s not the end
It’s just that you are restless
Settle down now
Quiet moments come and go
Always can you know
There’s beauty in the silence
Like a silent, gentle glow.

Hark and listen if you will
To the silence, calm and still
All the more you’ll learn from this
The silence brings you bliss.

Sort out your cares and troubles
Worry makes them triple, double
Just relax and be
Sit with me
And you’ll see

Here’s where cares are lost
Amid the beauty of your thoughts
Thoughts that come outside yourself
There’s no stress here in our world
Like a flag unfurled
To flutter gently in the breeze
Be at ease
There’s always time for these—
The worries of your life

Let them loose to fly away
Leave them for another day
Release the burdens in your chest
We know best
How to bring you comfort.

Sit and pray for a while
We want to see you smile
Nothing’s as hard as you make it
Give up the struggle, take it easy if you can

Sit and read a verse
Don’t go from bad to worse by stewing
Fall back into our arms, we’ll catch you
Never let you fall
We’re at your beck and call
If you’ll let us
Don’t forget us
Call us what you will
Your guides and guardians still here.
Ever loving, ever watching
In your care
We are there
Always

Keep the faith.

Poem #20 - The Mind: The Greatest Instrument

Before I began today's meditation, I was thinking (worrying, actually) that the words that are coming through in these poems are very simple and they're all starting to sound the same. Well, the spirit world put me in my place today. As for the Latin at the beginning, no, I don't speak Latin. I simply wrote down the words as I heard them. I looked each one up online afterwards, and this may be simply jibberish, I don't know. (Any Latin scholars out there?), but as you read the poem, it all makes sense in its own way...

Imprimatur non soquili
Vestigi quorum hominem
Ad dominem
Satisfacem lorum ipsilum
Ad dominam
Qui veni ipsi hoc
Sequitur…

Does it matter what language we speak?
Hear these words …
Providence
Henceforth know
So-called jewels
Fortitude … forbearance …
Shakespeare had the tools
These kinds of words to use
Howsoever shall a man use his language
It matters little
So long as the message gets through
For this we come to you.

Using words, they’re all we’ve got
Mind to mind without a thought
Your brain’s an instrument
Just a tool
Over the body it does rule
But deep inside the brain
Hidden like memories remain
Remnants of the past

Forsake not these carousel horses
That go up and down
Round and round
Where’s the brass ring?
The mind! The mind!
It holds the key
To memory
It goes on and on and on forever
Never winding down and stopping
Round and round
Safe and sound
The greatest instrument
What an implement!

Children on horses
Merry-go-round games they play
At the end of the day
The ride is over for the brain
But thoughts remain
Aufwiedersehn
We’ll come again.

Poem #19 - Worry Not, There's More to Come

(From Suzanne: A special day today -- a "two-fer"!)

Sing like the birds
Write down our words
Carry away your worries and your cares
Relax a while
Sit and smile
Always troubled are you all
By worries big and small

Things of matter top the list
You get the gist
Cares and strains
Aches and pains
Last not long
Are temporary stains
Little to gain.

Fix your eyes
Upon the skies
There you’ll find
Peace of mind

Four score and more
A mighty age
Sets the stage
For more to come
When day is done

You’ll carry on
Tarry not
Til all this life
Is long forgot

Rest your weary souls
Know that you are whole
Beyond the body
Comes a life
Free of strife

It waits for all
Who get the call
To cross to finer pastures
Greener than the eyes have seen
In the spaces in between

Met by loved ones who’ve been waiting
Anticipating
Your arrival
There to greet you
Meet you
With smiles and love
Give you hugs
With holy arms
And all the charms
Of life beyond the veil
This new life you’ll hail
When it’s your time
Step in line
None will fail to reach it

(At this point I felt the now-familiar feeling that the poem had come to an end. I lay down my pen, but kept my eyes closed, hoping to simply enjoy the presence of the spirits. After a minute or so, my right index finger began to twitch again, the signal I have come to learn is their sign to me that they want me to write. Another poem? Two in one day? They had me in tears by the end when I realized what was happening, because yes, today is my birthday, and I certainly wouldn't have written a poem to myself … )

We celebrate your birth this day
In a very special way
Greetings from the world of spirit
Singing softly, can you hear it?
Voices chant together

Happy are we
To see you smile a while
And be free
Of cares and worries
Celebrate! Have fun!
The day has just begun
A day to know you’re loved
Here and up above

That’s all.
Have a ball.
We know you’ve lots to do
For now, adieu
And happy birthday to you.

(Wow! ... What a gift!)