If I’d only known the cost
hard earned wisdom would be lost
And I would never gain the power
to release the anger bitter-sour
Category Archives: Faith
Shadow Bones

I see you there in the shadows pretending you don’t see me.
I’m not there to hurt you, but to love you without question.
To you that may seem an impossible task because “Who’d love you?”
I’ll take out my soul light, holding it high in the air dissipating
The aura of unworthiness, the wall of hostile protection
The child that feels as lost as I have felt
I hear your cries in the dark as the nightmares scream
I’m not there to harm you, but to comfort your fears tenderly
That may feel unlikely considering the state you’re in
I’ll hold up my soul light, filled with love so the dark can’t have
Your rebirth into fruitfulness, your abundance like pomegranate
The child that screams with a voice now heard, like mine.
I feel your heart fighting as fiercely as a cornered animal
I’m not here to defeat you, but to support your victory
You believe you are broken, but I see the power of your will
I’ll offer my soul light as your shield as you fight for you
For your dreams, happiness, love, peace, your very spirit
That child that is frantic to stay safe knows me
I can’t offer redemption. I can’t even offer you a path.
What I can give you is my deepest support as you traverse
Acceptance of your divinity, your understanding of love
Your worthiness of compassion, your gift of kindness
I offer my soul light so you can find your own.
That child knows I am free, release the regrets
Bloom into the garden of unique flora and fauna.
Here, have some of my seeds.
Radical Gratitude

What if we gave everything we received,
More notice than a checkout clerk gives
To your weekly grocery order that happens
To click, beep, clack, whir, and push its way
Birthing into the cocoon of recycled Christmas trees
Or reduced trees that once held dominion over Oregon.
What if we examined every aspect of our day
Giving more attention to the opportunities
Written on billboards, bumper stickers, back alleys,
Cardboard box fragments held by sunburned bits
Of human scattered at the exit ramps like accident debris.
But, there are no accidents. Life doesn’t live itself.
It must be championed, battled, chewed up,
Swallowed whole-heartedly with passion to fire it up
To the blazing hot necessity of burning away
The unnecessary baggage that we all carry.
Let us practice enthusiastic radical gratitude
For laughter
For joy
For peace
For balance
For opportunity to try again tomorrow
Radical gratitude for being able to witness this moment
This creation that we’ve all been gifted
That we all share with beating hearts filled with awe
Peppered with wonder, wondering why we’re here.
Wisdom Seeker
The ancient wilds have reached into her spirit
elevated her to endless horizon
Baltered in rhythm with the tides
shrieked, pranced, dashed, danced
Arms raised in worship to the Dark moon
Skyclad but for the whimpered light
of that which compeled and sent her breathless
willingly swathed in the darkness
re-birthed from the warrior to the Wisdom Seeker
the preparation transitions from mother to crone
Be At Peace

Be at peace, my brothers and sisters,
shine your beacon where you roam
Know your power, my bloodkin,
Let love call you home.
Be at peace, my beloved friends,
Bring our spirits passions kept
Be at peace my loved ones
Be at peace with your deepest depths.
Retreated being
I put on my running shoes
only to find they force retreat
Bluntly I discover by accident
The consistent measure of defeat
Savaged from a life’s cloak torn
Returned to earth from whence born
Finding little comfort from the scorn
Stripped of skin a soul’s been shorn
With little shelter from the storm
I share the flight of winter fowl
Bundled up beneath my cowl
Staring gray in noon time glare
Rejection of my humblest prayer
Reduced, returned, retaliated
Longing for my spirit sated
But that dream has dissipated
Was what I dreamed through joy
A beloved story of girl and boy?
Wake me up so I can breathe
Love and laughter, soothing peace
Misplaced Gate
The trees do not whisper my name in the voice of a billion stars.
The sun shadows my upturned face denying my gate
My cries of desperation, clinging to the echoing melody fall away
Dripping in autumnal colors, released from the iced earth;
A presence not present, to my dismay, but somewhere waiting to be unpacked
Unearthed from the cardboard grave where its been held hostage
By my unreasonable, childish demands, that I should not change.
The place my spirit abides is dark to me because I’ve become unplugged
I’m looking. I’m searching. I must find my outlet so my spirit can remember
So I can remember the laughter of water, the chatter of dust, my place in the Universe.
A Real Boy

I want to be a real boy, I don’t want to be a stump
My joints articulating better than my knotty lump
My heart a pumping sap filled core,
with arms outstretched to shelter more
I wait for the carver to create me anew
From my snazzy top hat to my hard wooden shoes.
Direct me, show me, guide life to this oak
Allow me a life, my leaves are all spoke.
Queen in Passing

Solemnity spoke
The night I prayed would never come
has whispered hallowed night
a reclamation of eternal earth
the kiss of chilled winds blight
The hands I loved have now succumbed
The fiery pyre take flesh from sight
a resolution to embrace rebirth
your angelic spirit take flight
Moon Mother
Of our spirit comes forth a light that cannot be denied
A token of our birthright, our power her wedded bride
Raise our hands up to the moon to draw her down to see
Sing in sky-clad voices, to the tune played three times three
Hark! Hail! We greet you with our bodies meet your night
Hark! Hail! We honor you with this our hearth-fire light.
Hark! Hail! We beckon you to join our ecstasy
Hark! Hail! We dance for you, dear Mother, Blessed Be!

