Sheltered with Love

Blizzard roaring outside the window

Quiet and laughter within

Peace, quiet and curiosity rotating at Soul level

The contemplation is gratitude.

How wonderful to have a home….

a path to follow with Joy.

Gratitude that I am not lost in the fog.

That I have food and shelter in abundance.

I have friends, music, laughter and fun

I enjoy learning, loving and have time to enjoy.

What needs do I possibly have…

perhaps someone with whom to share the fire.

Since, there is no one at present

I will share the warmth and love of the Master

With you and with HU.

Blizzard roaring outside the window

Quiet and laughter with in

Peace, quiet and curiousity rotating at Soul level

The contemplation is gratitude.

 

Sheltered from the storm

 

Morning Creator

Good Morning Creator

Thank you for the pink and golden sunrise.

Thank you for the eyes to see.

Thanks for the songbirds praises.

Thanks for my ears that they  please.

Thanks for thoughts of rejoicing.

Thanks for the awareness of you.

Thanks for the strength of my body.

Thanks for the tasks I can do.

Thanks for this moment of one- ness

Thanks oh Creator Divine

Thanks for your Loving  mercy

In creating all with vibrant design.

Thanks for my life with these moments

Filled with such colorful hues.

Thanks for your loving tenderness

Thanks for this Soul  caress.

Beauty MH Ferris Jasper 2008

 

 

A moment in time

 

 

 

The Light Brings you Home

 

 

Holding the quill in the candle light

Blanket across my knees

I write you words for your safe return

The fire blazing in the hearth

The children fast asleep.

I dip the quill into the ink

To tell you of my love.

In the distance a sleigh approaches

I run to get my shawl and gloves.

Full Moon November

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The light of the full moon

is hiding behind the clouds.

The mysteries of the love

unfolding in my life

hides for the moment as well.

Somewhere after midnight

the moon will shine

clearly as I rest my head.

Knowing you, too,

are watching for the

manifestation of love;

I will make it through the long winter

not longing  for spring  instead.

I will live in this moment

of marshmallow covered trees

with  laughter in my dreams.

The stillness covers me with a warm blanket

As I sing my prayer song.

Snowy sanctuary

Looking at the snow covered pine.

I am transported to a cabin of mine.

The wind blows gently sweet melodies.

The fire is burning in the wood cook stove

Bread is rising as make soup I love.

When all is ready

I pull up an extra chair

Set another place at the table

Serve out the food with loving care.

I have invited the Master

To break bread with me

Which turns my snowy cabin into

A glorius temple filled with visions to see.

Hours later after my nap

I see footprints leading away from the cabin

Oh my delight to know the Master was here.

Frozen delight - Sonny Alfredo Galea - Wild Wilderness Photography

Winter snow prints

 

Living with Nature

Beneath the snowy pine are footprints of another time….

Winters spent without power or running water

Myriad birds singing at mornings light

Rabbits bouncing through the snow

Moose and deer running to an’ fro

Cattle lowing and pigs on the squeel

Northern Lights dancing in colors so real.

With the bounty of Mother Earth

There were no words to share what that time was worth.

So back in the present under the tree

I see these footprints of my companions you see.

This remembrance starts my day

in gratitude as switch on the light

Step in to the shower

the droplets cleanse me with love’s holy power.

Creator’s Paintbrush

All the love of the Creator

Is seen  throughout the land

In the evening sunsets

Which are painted with His hand.

Mahara’s Morning Mantra

Image by Mr G's Travels via Flickr

She heard her name on the wind.

She camped in ditches and caves.

She slept among the mosses.

She never counted her losses.

Many said she was a wild child.

Many said she better stay alone.

Many said she was not fit company.

Many said she was a hateful crone.

Then she sang

to greet the dawn.

Then she sang

to caress the breeze.

Then she sang

Then she sang

Her song softened the rain.

Her song soothed the pain.

Her song renewed her spirit.

Her song…oh you must hear it.

Better still my dearest heart

Find your voice it is time to start.

Blankets of the Angels

The solitude which bids me go

The blanket of angels which bids me stay

Blend together in my dreams

Sustain me throughout the Day.

 

Sunset

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Softly beaming its Love all the way into me

Is the lovely sunset that I now see.

It caresses my third eye and wanders within

Soul is dancing, I have a grin.

The Joy within me goes to each cell.

Spirit whispers

“All will be well.”

I will ready

I will be kind

I will be loving

Leave the past far behind.

(As I wonder how many sunset will be set

Till I meet life’s evening sun)

I dedicate this moment to service

love, laughter and some fun.

Softly beaming its Love all the way into me

Is the lovely sunset that I now see.

It caresses my third eye and wanders within

Soul is dancing, I have a grin.

The Joy within me goes to each cell.

Spirit whispers

“All will be well.”

I will ready

I will be kind

I will be loving

Leave the past far behind.

(As I wonder how many sunset will be set

Till I meet life’s evening sun)

I dedicate this moment

to service to love, laughter and some fun.