Passing Angel Tears

Passing Angel Tears
In days of old
I felt a connection
To this one
Who stood
Before millions
Speaking
Of times
Long since past
Of a teacher
Who knew
All were one
I knew these words
As they resonated
Deep within
But then others came
And tried to change
How I felt
Stating only these
And not those
Somehow I knew
The truth was free
And here it was
In the only place
Of all over, everywhere
For tears flowed
From the sky
From all the beings
From the land
Flowing in the rivers
Flowing in the ponds
Flowing in the sea
For all are created
To inspire and create
To allow the flow
From one tear drop
To an everflowing stream
The loss of one who taught
So many to see and know
The joy is in the living each moment
As one breath leads to another
Ripples downstream
Into every awoken being
Angels here
Angels above
Angels all around
Guide us as we live
And survive to connect
By Pauline Harris
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Reflection

Reflection

A bald eagle on ice
Looking down seeing
Time had come
When many, too many
Were forgotten
Lives had shattered
Due to differences
Belief systems
Some fought to conserve
Their much desired wealth
Or their freedom of their
Religion to be the only one
But they failed to see
Their lives would loose
Sight of what was true
The beauty in this reflection
Is the diversity of us all
The inviting spirit
Making us great
In creating a
Beautiful world
Through innovation
And diversity
Giving us a moment
To reflect on
How we can move
Forward once again

by Pauline Harris

Spring Approaches

Spring is soon upon us
As blossoms set to bloom
Trees share their green leaves
And now is the time to prepare
For the growth to begin
Rains have started to fall
And now is the time to enjoy
Fair well in these days of grace
For there is but one thing to do
Readying and carrying on
By Pauline Harris

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WaterDreams Meditation

Imagine in the stillness of the moment…

one ventures into the water

after a long walk on the beach…

time for a swim like no other…

a wave rushes towards one…

open arms to embrace

the oncoming water as one dives

into see what beauties lie beneath…

down deep down one travels…

seeing all kinds of colourful beings…

n some seethrough ones…

deeper deeper one travels…

seeking something…

something is drawing one down…

an excitement is reaching into one’s soul…

drawing one in…

deeply drawn…

one finds something…

something wonderful…

a treasure…

now to go up…

to catch one’s breath…breathe in…

breathing deeply in…

oh my what a delight…

~pharris2012 (this is a rendition of an earlier poem published in the 90s)

A Footstep

 

Safe and cuddled
All stuck in my bed
Coldness lingers
Outside these walls
Duties becon
To come hither
Warmth surrounds me
Here in my covers
Dare I
I must get up
Brrr, that first
Footstep
Outside
The warm
Covers
Gave me
A shock
I am now
Awake
And yet I linger
On that vision
Of those warm
Bed covers…
Okay, I am awake
But those covers
Will call for me
Until I cuddle them
Once more

Just A Footstep
By Pauline Harris

Gazing at a Ripple

Darkness fell onto the lake
Coldness ensued as winds whistled
Trees rustled leaves
Hearts pumped quickly
Slowly settling down for the night

Gazing upon the ripples
In the lake
One swirling
Against the current
Splashing against
Another
Making haste
To impact each other
Showing the connections
Each gives to another
Support, guidance,
Inspiration to move forward
Each giving the future
All needed to succeed

Our impact is like ripples
Carry our choices
Into the future
With each step
Showing the world
Our true intention
By Pauline Harris

Wishing All a Good Life

 

Not all our lives
Are what we dreamed of
Nor are they of our nightmares
Yes, there are times of both
But not the whole life

Some may inspire others
Some choose to serve and protect
Some help populate the world
Some choose other paths

But all of us are here together
In some way or another
We have some impact

So I wish for all to find
Some joy, something to be grateful for
Some hope, some peace
and so much compassion
For all to survive
And to live a good life
By Pauline Harris

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