birthing a holy moment

~

A holy moment touching the essence of intimacy…

~

Is there anything in a word

that can be mined by the heart

to guide my lips to dare to speak

or write of God…

as I feel and experience

and live such an effusive mystery..

 ~

to presume to free the flow of pure love

or a deep kindness looking

for a gentle expression

in the sweet space where I live

and move have my being..

 ~

or does the treasure dwell

beyond form and create

a living Word around this stirring

swirling awareness of beauty..

 ~

When I feel the sweet rising

of a song of feeling

searching for the grace to soar

on a benevolent breeze

or the warm breath of a sigh

I can only trust the beloved

to set it free

to carry it to thee..

 ~

a soft smiling presence

who cares enough

to listen to the sacred spreading

of the wings of my longing

to share in the glorious expanding

of a garden that welcomes

the sharing of a loving flow

from inside this glow

that awakens me…

 ~

N.

 ~

~

written during a softly falling snow in the glow of dawn…..

~

A Divine Alchemy

alpenglow

~

holy presence

flame of spirit flaring

in a sacred moment…

~

inspiring a creative flow

~

and the writing comes

as an afterglow

spiraling

through

a hushed silence

a curling awareness

gently swirling in the whiteness

of a vast spacelessness

that is

beyond description

~

yet something reaches for it

to touch the passing

of

an eternal flow

the brush of gentleness

moving on a most delicate

lifegiving breath

the blessing of caressing holiness

a rushing spring of purity

tingling and singing energy that awakens

and guides the spirit

into a clearing

 of blossoming meadows

an elusive fragrance of emanating

rising essence of love

a tear clinging to an eyelash

that catches the light

~

everything else vanishes..

disappears in tears

and soft laughter

a radiance

from a deep abiding joy

N.

In the soft darkness before dawn..

In the soft darkness before dawn

the light is approaching

and it prepares us

for pure love

in the morning of innocence

that awakens

every fibre and nerve

and every cell

of our being

 

a gentle breeze caresses

the fire

it ignites within

our hearts

 

we run our fingers through

the curls of night

until the sunlight turns

them to the delicate essence

of golden light

 

the beauty of pure love

washes reason

clean of

noisy words

and all that is

not love

 

the source of this incredible

existence and unfolding

revelation of life

is guiding

every moment of our

journey here

helping us choose

love in as gentle a way

as we allow

 

if life feels unfriendly

and shakes us

to the core

we need only look

and listen

to our heart

and soul

and let love

set our spirits free

 

we are not able

to comprehend the vast

wisdom inherent in creation

for it is hidden

in the pure love that

guides

its unfolding

 

be very cautious

in presuming that we possess

the deeper

wisdom that

created the world

for it is only

through love

that we will find

the path

that will bring us peace

and joy

and the fruits

of the spirit of love

 

N.