full moon

by Shannondoah

the fullness

   of the moon

gifts us

   the important

choice

   to become empty

the fullness

   of the moon

allows us

   if we choose

to spill

   our cups

in celebration

   of the unknown epic-ness

that will fill

   us again

the fullness

   of the moon

frees us

   clean and

clear, and while

   letting go

we open

   all our hearts

windows,

   and all our hearts

doors

   

the fullness 

   of the moon

invites us

   to breathe in

the infinite galaxy

   of all our

potential skies

wind

by Pablo Neruda

‘Wind on the Island’

The wind is a horse:

hear how he runs

through the sea, through the sky.

He wants to take me: listen

how he roves the world

to take me far away.

Hide me in your arms

just for this night,

while the rain breaks

against sea and earth

its innumerable mouth.

Listen how the wind

calls to me galloping

to take me far away.

With your brow on my brow,

with your mouth on my mouth,

our bodies tied

to the love that consumes us,

let the wind pass

and not take me away.

Let the wind rush

crowned with foam,

let it call to me and seek me

galloping in the shadow,

while I, sunk

beneath your big eyes,

just for this night

shall rest, my love.

the edge

by Shannondoah

on the edge 

    of despair

i choose to

    meet my

relentless faith 

    that days like

today

    are not my

defining realities

    i believe

love does

    conquer all

i refuse to

    lose hope

in the face

    of cold,harsh

adversity

    times like these

are not the ends

    they are the beginnings

to happy endings

    amidst

sad stories

    times like these

i choose to rise

    higher

and to soar

    like eagle

above

    and beyond

all these challenges

    as we turn

the pages of

    life 

we emerge

    into our greatness

honoring

    our destinies

our missions

    of truth

    

the phoenix

by Victoria Hamilton

In Search of Joy

The Phoenix

has promised

that

New tomorrows

will rise

from the ashes

of today’s

burned out

dreams

this love

by Shannondoah

this love

i could fly

with

forever

like 

luminescent

fairy dust

moon songs

raising me

to

the highest 

heights

shattering

each and every

karmic glass ceiling

this love

shines the brightest

light

on the darkest

day

this love

parts every cloud

and clears

all the rain

this love

endures 

the 

toughest storm

and this love

radiates

pure joy

like a wild hummingbird

together

or apart

our love

this love

frees us

lifts us

brightens us

infinitely

enlightens us

flowersong

Hafiz

Persia (Iran)

How

did the rose

ever open its heart

and give to this world all of its beauty?

It felt the encouragement of light against its being,

otherwise we all remain too

frightened.

compass

by Shannondoah

moonrise

starshine

the longest ride

there is a 

compass

in our hearts

that can navigate

through the 

thickest fog

guide us

on the darkest

night

this everlasting

compass of ours

leads us

through the most

tangled forest

up and over

all the tallest

mountains

my center

our hearts

your center

our hearts

in this compass

i do

believe. 

reveal

Paramahansa Yogananda

Metaphysical Meditations

Reveal Thyself

Divine Beloved, make me know at once

and forever, that Thou hast always been

mine, ever mine. My error-dreams are past,

buried in the sepulcher of oblivion. I am

awake, basking in the sunlight of life in

Thee.

glory

by Shannondoah

as the ink

flows

from this

blue pen

all

i can do

is 

pray

and infuse

these words

with

the 

truth

that my heart

feels

and my spirit

knows

which tells

the

stories

before there

was time

and 

before we

became

separate

trusting in our

reunion

and

trusting that truly

the time returns

and this

time

we make it

and this

time

we

return to

each other

and

finally

love is

triumphant

in 

its holy

glory

drumsound

by RUMI

Persia (Afghanistan)

Drumsound rises on the air,

    its throb, my heart.

  A voice inside the beat

says, “I know you’re tired

but come. This is the way.”

remembering

by Shannondoah

Beloved

of

the Beloveds

My Love,

truth

beloved.

Never too far

away.

Ancient Fire

Song of Songs

Heart of Hearts

divine union.

Love can see

the vast horizons 

of our lives

Love can see

through us

to ourselves

Love can see

us together

forever

Never too far

away.

We are the mountains climbed

We are the hills kissed by the wind

We are the seas caressed by the clouds

We are the sun loved by the moon

We are the stars remembering.

ashes

by HAFIZ

Persia (Iran)

Love is

the funeral pyre

where I have laid my living body.

All the false notions of myself

that once caused fear, pain,

have turned to ash

as I neared God.

What has risen

from the tangled web of thought and sinew

now shines with jubilation

through the eyes of angels

and screams from the guts of

Infinite existence

itself.

Love is the funeral pyre

where the heart must lay

its body.

breath

by Shannondoah

“O Romeo, Romeo!

Wherefore art thou 

Romeo?

Deny thy father and refuse thy name.

Or if though wilt not,

be but sworn my love...”

breath from my 

heart,

synchronized

we are never

apart

love feast

celebrating

all that is

all that was

and all 

that

shall ever 

be

look up

into the sky

see me

hear my cry

across the seas

past the winds

and soaring beyond

all

ancient 

trees

crossing lands

from afar

i am

right here wishing

for you

upon a star

my love, my love

o shining one

sing unto my heart

sing unto my soul

sing unto heaven

we are one, 

we are whole.

lotus

by SUN BU-ER

China

 Cut brambles long enough,

    sprout after sprout,

  and the lotus will bloom

    of its own accord:

Already waiting in the clearing,

   the single image of light.

     The day you see this,

 that day you will become it.

night

by Shannondoah

lighthouse

when

there is

darkness

we 

must 

summon our

faith

and 

shine it out

like a 

lighthouse

beaming

trust

even when it

is the 

darkest hour

we must

choose

love

and 

forgive

everything.

autumn fires

by Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)

Autumn Fires

   In the other gardens

   And all up the vale,

From the autumn bonfires

   See the smoke trail!

   Pleasant summer over

And all the summer flowers,

   The red fire blazes,

  The grey smoke towers.

   Sing a song of seasons!

  Something bright in all!

   Flowers in the summer,

     Fires in the fall!

si gi ni ge yu

by Shannondoah

si gi ni ge yu

we love each other

the night

is

the Great Womb

of our

Mother, our

Grandmothers

whom

welcome us home

each

evening

comforting us

with their divine

feminine 

starlight

shawl

they are singing

us home

to ourselves

to each other

to our center

to the oneness.

october

by William Morris 1834-1896

From The Earthly Paradise

October

O Love, turn from the unchanging sea, and gaze

Down these grey slopes upon the year grown old,

   A-dying mid the autumn-scented haze,

  That hangeth o’er the hollow in the wold,

  Where the wind-bitten ancient elms enfold

Grey church, long barn, orchard, and red-roofed stead,

   Wrought in dead days for men a long while dead.

Come down, O Love; may not our hands still meet,

    Since still we live today, forgetting June,

   Forgetting May, deeming October sweet-
-O hearken, hearken! through the afternoon,

The grey tower sings a strange old tinkling tune!

Sweet, sweet, and sad, the toiling year’s last breath,

       To satiate of life to strive with death.

      And we too- will it not be soft and kind,

 That rest from life, from patience and from pain;

  That rest from bliss we know not when we find;

That rest from Love which ne’er the end can gain?-

 Hark, how the tune swells, that erewhile did wane!

  Look up, love!- ah, cling close and never move!

      How can I have enough of life and love?

le temps revient

by Shannondoah

and love

true love

hears everything

knows all

sings out halos

heavenly 

sounds

amidst

night moons

and 

starlight

swoons

destiny strings

upon my

heart

Le Temps Revient

light

by Mechtild of Magdeburg

Germany

Lord, you are my lover,

     my longing,

   my flowing stream,

        my sun,

and I am your reflection.

epic

by Shannonondoah

epic

patience

     finds me

alone at night

gazing

  at the one

big thing called

  the night

sky

seemingly infinite

forever glowing

luminescence

wild

vastness

wondering,

can you see me

heart full and open

finally ready

for

the greatest 

love

epic, like the

ocean, like the

sun, like the 

oneness

that is

our 

truth