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

Waiting

angel

When you feel the world closing in
When it seems all is dark
And all is lost
And four walls ominously bear down
On a soul longing only for freedom

When you feel so tired
So exhausted, and you wish the world
Would turn without you
And sleep would heal all the tears
You didn’t have the strength to cry

When the pain is too much
The days are too long
The minutes turn to hours turn to days turn to years
Before your eyes
And all joy seems to fade away

When the dark night swirls around you
Know that We are here
From that place inside where you dare not go
The open space beyond all shadows
Your inner sanctuary
Where love and peace rule the day
And pain is no more

Seek us there, if you will
When this world gets to be too much
When it seems you can’t go on
We’re waiting

©SpiritLed 2016

All That Is

Mans Journey of the Soul

When we plant the seeds of wisdom
We grow with the truth inside
Ancient longing
True belonging
Connected to all that is

Fear cannot overtake the truth
Hidden deep within
On the surface
Etched in stone
Carved into the essence of all that is

True wisdom lies in the willingness to let go
Faith in a path laid out in lifetimes past
A compass for life
Now reflected in the light
A path to follow to the light of all that is

©SpiritLed 2016

Tidal Wave

Woman in water

There is the path that cleanses all
inequity, yet I just sit here
staring into space, epitomizing this
headache that started even before
I was fully awake, setting sail to
pity parties in my bathtub ocean,
confined by solid walls, no tide
to refresh impurities, a fish tank
in the background the only
indication of moving water,
stirring spirit

©SpiritLed 2014