A New World Rising

Holding the Planet, abstract eco backgrounds with beauty female

The light of day
Brings new hope and inner stirrings
As our outer shells crack open,
Hearts longing to reveal
Newly-formed skin into the world,
Exposing vulnerable flesh
Still oozing from new birth

We stand,
Ready and radiant in our new forms,
Gowns glowing gold and sparkling in the early light,
Moving through the fog of hope and confusion,
Forging a path through the wilderness of our existence,
Taming golden light into a new awakening

Drawing in the darkness,
Breathing out the love of ancients
Into a world rising from its own ashes

©SpiritLed 2017

This Creative Life

Purple Iris in full bloom

In creating, we find life,
The kind of life that isn’t discovered
In everyday endeavors
Or positive pursuits

But rather, the kind of life discovered
Between long, slow kisses,
Lazy sunsets by the sea,
The lilting laugh of a joyful baby,
Irises blooming in the garden for your mother

All creating the backdrop
Of a richer existence
Longer days and sleepier nights
With stars like spotlights above us
Illuminating the many miracles
Uncovered, created
Through this creative life

©SpiritLed 2017

This Light

Heart-shape for the nature.

Being seen, being heard
It’s in our DNA,
Coursing through these bodies
We call home

For each desire to hide our light,
There is a deeper urging
For someone to understand,
To see the meaning in our existence,
To hear our deepest existential thoughts
Which tie one generation, one civilization,
To the next

This, the fabric of our inner workings,
Provides a glimpse into our eternal nature,
A roadmap to explain the longing
To be known for who we are

Not as this body,
But as this soul,
This heart,
This light

©SpiritLed 2017

You Are the Prayer

meditating in a spring field

You are the prayer
Quietly whispered by the Creator
In the moment you were breathed into existence
The spark which lit the night
And sent awareness into the skies

You are the prayer
Silently held in the lonely chapel
Beads tightly gripped in sweaty hands
Hoping for a god of miracles

You are the prayer
The joyous celebration of songs sung
From the high cathedrals of the heart
Echoing through the halls of your soul

You are the prayer
Of the grasses and trees
The flowers, the streams, the wind, and the bee
You are the last hope, the savior
The one wields the power to harvest the future

You are the prayer, the song
The sanctuary of the collective soul
You are the one you’ve been waiting for

©SpiritLed 2016

Release

Masonic initiation well

This discomfort you feel
It isn’t real
You put it on yourself

You see these chains that bind you
And you hold the key
Forgotten in the heart of all your pain

Dig deep into the well of your existence
The essence and depth of who you are
There is where you find the purity, the light
The release that you seek

Al l of you, pure and purposeful,
Resides within

©SpiritLed 2016

Let the Light Shine Through

The great irony of humanity
Is that at our core
We are beings of pure light
And yet from birth our light is hidden
By our human form

As part of a physical existence
We experience many forms of pain
Physical, emotional, mental, spiritual
Each experience a jagged wound
In our outer physical armor

As the pain whittles away our humanness
Two options are presented:
Fill in the lacerations with earthly vices,
Denial, anger, suffering
Or let the light shine through
Allow our pain to become a beacon for others
A small glimpse of the face of God

The choice is ours
The latter, our purpose on earth