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

There is always a way

Sometimes along the journey thru life, there are side streets or stumbling blocks. These are not meant to detour one from the path. Sometimes these can be awakening moments for one to see how far one has travelled so far. Other times, these can put one in amidst of uncertainty of where to travel next. At this time, one must take time to breathe and reflect. There is always a way.~pharris2011

Unwanted

Unwanted
Days came on
Suddenly
Without warning

The masks were taken
By each of us to wear
We dare not show
Our true selves
To those who wish
Nothing but to conform
Set in their ways
Stating others have to follow
No longer learning or creating
Follow their path or else

They have said
To live your dreams
But really saying
Only conforming
Is the true path

But those of us know
Freedom is not found there

Freedom is found
In wisdom, inspiration,
And creating a world
Our children can wonder

Masks hide true intentions
Tear away and find freedom
And share the gratitude
In delightful endeavors

By Pauline Harris

Puddles Deep Within

Puddles
Soon after
The mists had gone
Puddles appeared
Within the forest
 
Saturated ground
Accumulated with tears
Sent to earth
From angels above
 
Unheard cries
Of tortured souls
Ring truths to know
Weary and burdened
Attempts to survive
Only to be forced to hide
 
Scattered
To find shelter
Amongst the forest deep
Where dragons roam
And keep gold aplenty
As their beds resting
Quietly in the forest deep
 
A splash awakens
The dragon
From slumber
No longer
Safe
 
All run and splash
In the puddles
So deep
Deep within the forest
No one can hear
No one can sleep
 
For fear of the unknown
Is forever keeping us
Running in puddles
In the deep forest
By Pauline Harris

The Seedling

 

I sit and watch
A seedling falls
Floating with the wind
Tumbling through the air
Long since left
Birthplace behind
Guiding along
On a joyney
Of self discovery
Finding a place
To find comfort
To find nourishment
To find security
The wind may guide
But to set down roots
Is the completion
Of the mission
As growth and change
Are inevitable
Time to begin
Is now at hand
I must allow change
Now starts anew

The Seedling
By Pauline Harris

Sing Blue Bird, Sing 

 

I asked you to play
A game called life
There are what may see
As winners and loosers
But I am here to say
We all win, if anyone wins
Sure the misconception shows
When some may take much more
Without giving back tenfold
And some may hinder
The whispers of the facts

Knowing my dream is valid,
As is yours…we can
Together make this place
Pleasant for all
But it is working together
Not for oneself

Each of us deserves respect
Each of needs some time of rest
A good nutritional meal
A place to call home
And a voice to sing

For in singing that song
Our dream comes alive
Harmony ensues
Some outliers creating sparkles

Bluebird sing our song
And help along the joyney
For we are here all
Living one day to another
Creating a world together

By Pauline Harris

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