Love Joy Forward

Love it forward. We all are going along in our own joyney. Sometimes, we may need a little more than a hug. Others may need much more than we can do alone. No one lives without aid from another whether it be something grown, something sewn, something made, something learned, … We all depend on others in some form or another. Share that hug, that smile, that light, that love…and carry on. By Pauline Harris

The Rise of Language

The Human Connection

A touch of the skin
Led to a hug
And a sign of comfort
Kissing entered the stream
Knots and marks
Denoting thoughts
Leading to words, numbers, and phrases
Language grew intensely
Along with exchanges
New looks, foods,
Clothing, shelter, and more
All becoming communication
The rise of education
And laws to make a norm
Writing, painting, talking,
Innovation, and implementation
Creating ideas to flow
Fears lead to controlling powers
Conflicts and resolutions
Justice and grace
Sensing loss and silence
Changing thoughts to love instead
Learning from the past
Attempting new paths
Ultimately making connections
For the world can continue anew
By Pauline Harris

A Pen’s Dream

One day, a pen sat right by a stack of papers…it decided the time was here to write something inspirational…So the pen thought and thought for a long bit…what is inspirational for others to hear right now…all the pen could think of was…SMiLe…Thusly, the pen wrote SMiLe on each piece of paper there…enjoy your day ~pharris2012

Wise Up About Maybe

Why Not Maybe

Choices of either
Yes or No
A different path
Calls to say
Hello, I am nearby
Voices tell partly truths
Giving positive
Only on their view
Agreeing with some aspect
Persuaded not to look further
Combining is the only way
But what about maybe
Maybe seems always left behind
Never given a second thought
Discussed by those with no voices
Left silent
However maybe is used
To give a voice
To artist, writer, actor, teacher, engineer,
Creators of innovation
Seeing visions of a brighter future
For All
Instead of the few
Those few who have it all
And just want the world
Time for Maybe
Is here at hand
Our water, land, and hearts
Are devoted to Maybe
And someday Maybe
Maybe will achieve
What yes could never do
By Pauline Harris

Hope

Starting off in pure darkness

A spark of light began

Seemingly from no where

But to show a way

Out of the night

Beaming with delight

The heart raced

Only to discover

Words to follow

One led this way

Another that

All ending somewhere

Which path to take

Some said they went down here

Others took another one

Meanings changed with words

Growing from seeds

Laid centuries ago

Which way to know

Truth will prosper

Comforting and humbling

Choosing the joyney

Is the only option

For seeking hope

Will rise as the sunsets

by Pauline Harris

Quilts Made of Love

An idea is formed

To incorporate chosen

Fabrics with batting

Deciding the pattern

And measuring twice

To make the cut

Connecting each piece

With threaded needles

Combining the ideas

With prayers to make whole

A quilt filled with

Comfort and joy

Time to cuddle up

And enjoy

By Pauline Harris

 

The Joyney of the Poet

 

The very soul of the poet

Has led her to take this moment

Not knowing where the words lead

Through the open crack

Within the wall

Tempting others to follow suit

However only purity

Of each breath and step

Can lead one down this joyney

Although many have seen

The outcome is to become

Here is the choice for the poet

To elevate all who whisper

The love true to becoming one

And create a unifying place

Where all can become wholly

With wonderment within

By Pauline Harris

I Have a Secret to Share

 

But only a few will care
My secret is rather small
And it takes no room at all
Carrying this tiny gift
Yes a gift to be given away
Somedays, I need this present
In my life and others I freely share
Holding loved ones show I care
However this amazing lip action
Can change the world one person at a time
My secret held on my face and in my heart
Is a HeartSmile…blessings on your joyney
By Pauline Harris

Painted Pathway

 

starting out on my own
a few brushstrokes creating a path
no one is certain of the destination
the universe is the true limit
hollering for guidance,
make sure someone is listening
scared and confused as the rules
keep changing, no one is clear
where anything is headed
some are definitely sure their view is true
however many see echoes of the past
reemerging…darkness divisions
cracks of light seep into sight
a child cries out
the future is for all
since choices were made
calling it a night
…by Pauline Harris

Light Touches Me

Woken up in darkness

Nothing surrounding

A pulse, a rhythm

Began to chime in

Out of the silence

Arose a spark

An energy driven

Grasping for substance

I, being the only thing

Around

Grabbing me

Taking me

Engulfing me

In waves

Each movement

Drawing me

Closer

To become

Something

Unfamiliar

Unique

But what

How can this be

I am me

And yet

This light

Has awakened me

Into grace

A new life

Filled with joy

And gratitude

If I choose

The light within

And not the hatred

Or submissiveness

Shown to me so many times

I choose my joyney myself

by Pauline Harris