Become the Way

Earth - Beautiful Horizons

Rising energy
Of the setting sun
Isn’t lost on heavy hearts,
The winds of change howling in our ears

Instead, the pressure lifts us up,
Rising to the peak of our existence
Where we see blue above the clouds,
Sun on the horizon
From another side of the world

This perspective gives us wings
To raise our fearful energy to grace,
Envelope our hearts in compassion
For a darkened world turned light

And lift our healing hearts into the sky,
Rising, rising to meet the sun
The light, merging and emerging,
Into night, into day

Become the way,
For a people led astray

©SpiritLed 2017

The Gifts We Seek

Sun through Feather

The gifts we seek
Rarely come in packages we recognize,
Yet we still search for them to come
Adorned with bows and ribbons
Announcing their arrival,
Disappointed when the box appears
Wrapped in brown paper
And tied with simple string,
Still watching for the flash

In this life,
What do we miss,
What gifts do we ignore,
While busy chasing the One,
When we could keep our hearts open
To the simple gifts received
Between each setting of the sun?

©SpiritLed 2017

Scattered Pieces of My Soul

Heart of dried petals of tea rose on blue background

As the sun rises again
The scattered pieces of my soul,
Strewn on the winds of time and change,
On waves of great pain and greater loss,

They call to me
Their voices lifting, lilting
Raising in vibration
To the tune of my own song

Calling, calling
Calling me home

And Spirit reaches out
Expands to embrace the rising chorus,
Gathers the lost children making their homes
In other people’s worlds

Raises its mighty wings with the rising light
And gently, tenderly assembles
My scattered, tattered bits,
My worthiness and belonging,

My gratified, satisfied soul,
Returned to perfect wholeness

©SpiritLed 2016

Early Autumn Days

Young woman standing in the middle of autumn meadow with high go

And where, in those early autumn days
Did you first feel the chill on your cheek
And ask, “Where do I go from here?”

As you look up into the heavens,
Crisp dry leaves framing your view,
The waning warmth of summer’s sun on your cheek

Your feet begin to take root
Your arms spread wide
Your heart opens to take in the glory of all that is

And in this instant of vulnerability and connection
You know where to go,
You know

©SpiritLed 2015