To My HSP Friends
Across the miles you touched my life,
Opened my eyes, and filled my empty heart.
Strangers, yet friends, Our spirits reach out,
Always touching, never apart
You in the north, me in the south,
Never together, never apart.
~ By Carol Miller
If it doesn't itch me, it will hurt;
I will only have peace when I'm dead in the dirt.
The highs are higher and the lows are lower
I wear out faster and recover slower
I wish I could live in a bubble
Reality is just too much trouble
But I can get tipsy on a thimbleful of wine
My vices don't endanger my budget's bottom line
And I can lounge around in my comfy cotton clothes
Visiting on www. with the ones I like the most.
(inspired by the movie)
By Harry Bolman, Feb. 15, 1999
Always on my mind and always in my heart.
You have been beside me, right from the very start.
On a voyage of great discovery in a journey through this land.
You have been protecting me, You've always held my hand.
When this body that I travel in was much younger than today.
From within I felt you near me, knew you'd guide the way.
It's a source of constant comfort when the going does get hard.
To know you'd never leave me, you hold the open card.
One Day No Night"
Your embrace lifts me softly;
All the time
You draw me
I long for
You give me
In your light Setting me free
Taking all Whispering .
Waking me up
, shaking me down
To your ground
All day let me shine
Shining on me back
And able to trust
when I'm away - You are near...
At dark night
calling me ,
You send joy
, Soften my heart
tears of pain for me
and tears for our joy
Washing my stones to tears
I receive your love and my heart changes
You open my eyes
to see a glimpse
And I listen
I imagine me
no longer in prison
Escaping the night forever
And fly with your wings
Into your freedom
Always one day
Seeing - your Love covering all-
No night, no more
I watch the brown, crisp leaves of autumn as they fall
One by one ever so gently from the trees above
Above all, standing tall & majestic
With this sense of power about them
This sense of power that I would love to grasp
And hold as my own.
O big, strong tree, how did you become so brave?
Putting on that courageous front
That face of everlasting solitude and grace
Your leaves may fall, Revealing your true self,
But you stand strong holding your ground
For the bitter season of winter is yet to come.
You set a good example for all to follow
Standing your ground in the harshest of seasons
I wish to be as brave as thou.
~ Sometimes ~
(Submitted by Nomi - Oct. 18)
Sometimes I need to tell you how far away I feel-
Words float upon the ripples of my brain
And the storms of my stomach
But do not come to form themselves in my mouth.
Other times I cannot tell you enough.
My heart is bursting open-
Full of possible sentences, phrases;
Maybe a poem, a story, or a novel.
They are like pieces of chocolate in my mouth
Tasted so perfectly, I forget all else.
Submitted by Jaki
Open What Could Be, Stand Still....
Listen. Does your heart See?
Breathe in harmony,
Connect with Ecstasy.
Leave behind misery.
For what we are.
Will always be.
Seeking to be free.
Inner peace eternally.
No more wishing longingly
Freedom dancers here to stay.
Submitted by Michelle
Hear the Bongo Drums synchronizing to the waves of the ocean
We dance again to this same rhythm
A part of all
Harmony in the Harmony in the light
It is early morning
At the side of the Road
The wee hours revitalize, reenergize
From Dawn Looking on through dark quiet streets
A sensation of complete quiet and peace
An awakening and expansion of mind begins to light a freedom
May this sunrise take us to its breast on ours.
Silent leafs rustle in the wind
And tell me ancient stories.
Inside me my soul smiles at them
and kisses their being.
So much is wordlessly said being alone with the leafs
open to all Universe.
~Fall Rains ~
Hiking along in the cool rain
Forest of Oak, wet leafy lane
Crystal light reflections of the sky
cupped in the leaves I pass by
Now bent closer I look to find
it is I in place of sky
Me, now sky, now eye
Magnolia in an Apple Tree
by Michelle (Shell)
Plucked fresh, found in an Olive Tree
Broken Magnolia, Sweet Flower
You came from Heaven
I see how spiritual your message is to me
For a Bird came and hovered for minutes at my window
The purest message I've ever seen
Was it all a dream?
And I've seen a lot of things
I've never seen such a sweet or beautiful flower
as your lovely pure white pungent blossom
as your lovely sugar magnolia
or your hovering summer bird
A pureness from another world
Almost like the world of dreams
Submitted my Sandra
If you're very lucky you might see
A pixie or two or three
Rarely they venture into sight
Just have to be very, very, quiet
Mischievous, creative and bright
And never ever seen in the limelight
Work is done when no ones there
Spreading dust everywhere
Was that a rustle over there? Continued below
No! No! you must not stare
Most cannot see, don't know the way
To get a pixie to come out and play
Sensitive and generous and kind
And rare in this world to find
You're lucky in a lifetime to see
A gentle pixie, running wild and free.
Submitted by Jaki
Brings sweet capture
Love fills every pore
Opens Heavens door
Who could ask for more than this
Contemplate a better bliss
There is no better other
Than eternal Earth our Mother
The Mind's Beauty
By Fyre (Cam)
Peace - Perfect Peace.
My mind is at rest.
All is tranquil in my silent world.
I hear nothing, I say nothing,
And I see nothing
But the beautiful countryside.
Just for a moment,
I open my mind to my surroundings;
And I hear - t he sounds around.
But I keep listening... I hear the parrot-like chattering
Of the people around,
And strangely it serenades me.
The speech of people is almost as pleasing
As the art of classical musicians.
Yet I leave them to their chattering;
And I recede into my silent world once more. And again I marvel at the tranquil peacefulness
Of my thoughts
As I turn my eyes
Onto the beautiful countryside
Of my mind. ©February 1989
Camille Moore-Chang. All rights reserved
Where do you live , inside or out ?
Does your mind hold confines
Are you blind to the rhyme ?
Do you see what you feel
Is what you feel real ?
Are you walking in the light
A sleuth of truth ,
A seeker of love ,eternal youth ?
Does your pain lead to gain
Do you take life by the rein ?
Are you failing to endeavor,
Caught in stormy weather ?
Entangled in the vine ,
Instead of free and divine ?
How can you know ,or show me,
If you haven't heard a word,
When you listen to the herd.
Do you know yourself ,
Enough to be yourself ,
Be true , to you ?
Is what you seek ,freedom or comfort ,
Do you feel love or need it ,feed it or bleed it ?
Do you know what you seek,
Or seek to know , does life flow ,
Your soul grow ?
Do you question life, others , yourself ,
Look beyond the boundaries of reality ?
Seek immortality ,
Dream of what could be ,
Feel the ecstasy, strive to be free ?
When questions form , change is born.
A chance to learn ,to grow ,a new seed to sow .
Engage the gentle flow , sail the sea of knowledge,
Life's college, the lessons await ,perchance, to lead us to fate,
Deliver yourself from the wait, embrace life , before its too late.
Trust Me Says the Man
Says The Light
Says the Wind
Say The Three in One
All creation joins the chorus
Trust Me, Trust the Path
Trust the Path
Trust The Path
copywrited 2001, Sue Bland
Shhh... I can hear the wind whispering through the leaves..
The few that are left.
What was that?
A Bad Day You Say?
Complaints and frustration,
Shhh.... the wind...
Roaring down the road now.
Do you see the leaves?
Running and crashing and Bouncing and crashing.
You are annoyed, now
Random things fly from your lips.
I see through the window
Leaves wrestling in spirals
The forgiving grass ebbs and flows
With the waves of intensity.
What? Am I listening?
How can I with so many things happening?
Your words rapid fire
Wind howls and moans
Witches and ghosts and leaves fly Past my window.
Look at me
Now can you see?
I need heartfelt soulful signs
Stories of lists and numbers won't do
I need the whole big picture.
As the seabird flies along the windswept tide
The movements of which he must abide
The brave new promise of one more day
While the last one fades away
To drift amongst the memories made
The likes of those through which we wade
The dark still waters shadow night
And reproduce the moon's great light
The pearly depths of evening's rejoice
To live through them; the only choice
Where time stands still for those who wait
And pulls upon the strings of fate
So that, perhaps, when time begins
It absolves us of any sins
The time of laughter and that of tears
The semblance of life throughout the years
To embrace the world we thought we knew
The world in which the new day grew
The sparkling shores at dawn
The essence of dreams prolonged
Silver-like-diamonds raced on the shores
Wishing to stay there evermore
And laugh with the stardust above
And sing with the snow white dove
To find the meaning of love
By Julia Newbern
A look, a smile, a touch
A promise of things to come
But within the soft, slow exchange of a kiss
Lies the promise
Of something deeper
Expectations that the best is yet to be
Not a word need be said
For with the exchange of lips
Can come an exchange of minds.
Or fireworks exploding within,
Starbursts in myriad colors
Diffused and permeating our bodies
With their expanding warmth,
The gift of a kiss
Is a silent exchange
No ribbons or wrapping paper required
The only wrapping
Is of our arms around each other
As we communicate so much, unspoken.
Search for Elan
Lost within myself, I seek to recapture
That Spirit, who dances, taunting, twirling
Around the roaring fire in which burns my soul.
She dances, beckoning, her movements pure grace
Tongues of flame reflecting in her eyes.
Her gaze sees, as if through me, as she extends her hands
The pulse of life beating with her every move
"Come! Seek that which you have lost!" she says, but in silence
Speaking to me in words no one can hear, though we are alone.
Closing her eyes, she lifts her arms to the heavens as
In my mind, again she speaks, "I am your Elan!"
You and I are One! What I am, you will be again.
Feel the rhythm of your soul, burn with the depth of your desire
Beseech the gods for that which you seek
Yearn and reach, for your soul, into the fire."
She extends her hand to me, in invitation to rise and dance
In fear, I pull back, feeling the heat of the flames
Opening my eyes, I look through them and see
Through my tears, my soul, gazing back at me.
The reflection of which, as though a mirror seen
Not of who I am, but of who I can be, and who I have been
Should I only have the courage to reach out and brave
The flames of my own doubt and uncertainty.
Taking a deep breath, I rise, and overcoming my fear,
Step into the midst of the fire, burning with a heat
That is cold, I claim again my soul which was lost,
Gathering my spirit into myself, I rejoice
And realize it was all worth the cost
For in those flames, was forged a strength that can hold
Through any adversity, strife, suffering or cold
I look out of the flames, but can no longer see
That Spirit; my Elan, my Soul, is again One, whole, in me.