Soul Wide Shut
So you think you know me
Supposedly really well
You do not know my silence
The things I just can’t tell
No, not secret somethings
The kind that cause pain
It just the ‘oh so many’ things
That leave indelible stain
And just when I reach that point
When all of me I would share
The moment seems to pass
Because you’re just not there
And in those quiet moments
When to my inner world I glide
Dreaming you just may have been,
My magic carpet ride…
How soon ‘not now’ becomes never
And my heart is still shut closed
And hidden corners of my soul
May never be exposed.
Hidden Path
Behind brooding blue eye, look don’t blink
Find the eye-light that shines from the heart-light, escape the shadows
See, look, absorb… all that you need to see is available, open, exposed
Look with your eyes, see with your heart
Be still! Mind and mouth there is no answer in logic or debate
Lift the veil of your humanity transcending into divinity… eyes wide, heart open
The illusive path teases behind the hazy mirage shape-shifting
Out of focus… NO! Don’t close your eyes
In that precious moment, in time, in space, all may be revealed
Not the Lighthouse, Only the Light
I don’t want to be the unwavering rock, the unbending support or the practised guide. The point of being the lighthouse, no longer apparent; when the light is dimmed by sea spray and dulled with cracks of time. Let the accountability for keeping the sailors of life from crashing into unforgiving rocks of challenge pass to another. Free, free, free is the plea … free to be just ME. To love and live and fall and climb and to fall again with no observation, no judgment. The light within will shine just as bright, without teaching, guiding, helping, patching. Find the courage to pass over the torch that guides and fly high above the rock, with the lonely, upright Lighthouse. The courage to shine that inner light wherever and whenever I choose, escaping the spiritual prison dictated by humanity, embracing the spiritual path lovingly revealed in divinity. Freedom! Freedom to shine …
The Sun Found Me
Retreating within, retreating without, peaceful calm abounds
With energy competing for space in a cold room
And in the refrigerated set silence
I wonder when the sun will shine on me again
Warming, thawing….
Why am I here… trading one cold place for another?
The energy now beating at my fears, my doubts
Questioning my barrier intent on repelling the light
I’m not retreating – just reaching, reaching…
Stretching, pulling back, I stumble upon that place
Hidden deep within the shell, my personal Berlin Wall
Still in No-Man’s land… ’haps Neverland….
The sun sliding through, warmth creeping through the cracks
Blissful recognition, it is the sun
Lost! I just stood still, knowing that the sun knew where I was
And would search till found
I open my arms in wide embrace
The Silence of You
There is a special place within our hearts that only you can reach
So grateful for your time; the lessons you came to teach
The years pass by so slowly and sometimes they go so fast
Your smile, your light, through all this time will last
That special place in spirit that you now fill with your bright soul
Leaves a space on our earth plane ~ A big wide, gaping hole!
And as you sail that big blue ocean in the universal sky
We know we must respect your soul choice, and mostly we do try
Our skipper on the ocean, we miss your quirky ways,
Your embrace of adventure, your bravery in accepted fate
And can’t help envy those in spirit for whom you now navigate.
Alphabet Soup
Something so familiar, so basic, so known, suddenly smacks of discomfort, cumbersome, estranged. How can the Yin and Yang, the Left and Right, be so opposed to that which is the foundation of all communication? The uncomfortable letters now written childlike as with deformed hand, painstakingly scribed, untidy, tatty…. The meaning does not change, the intent the same. No matter how difficult the path no matter how worn, no matter how roughshod; the beauty in the message remains the all.
By Debra Stevens (now Robins) 2008
